#and turns out when it's in drafts you can't switch blogs anymore

[iwoszareba]

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[12raccoonsinadress]

Hi! So I saw your fic of "pictures" with Tokoyami. And I'd like to ask for something a bit similar but different (ig?) With fem!reader as Tokoyami's girlfriend but she's insecure about her body because she's chubby. So it's smut and he praises her and stuff. (Only if you're comfortable with writing that of course!)

Soft to Touch: Tokoyami x ChubbyFem!Reader (Smut)

So the blog this image came from might have switched users? This is an older draft and I can't find the account anymore. I credited the old account, so if anyone knows the artist lmk! ~ 💚

Art Cred: @celeste-draws

Word Count: 3,193

Third POV

You always felt incredibly lucky to have Tokoyami as your boyfriend. The two of you had met back in your first year at UA, and, for you at least, it felt like you clicked immediately. His voice, his way with words, his sweet yet dark persona. You loved him, and you'd known from pretty early on that you wanted to be with him for the rest of your life. Which was good, because when he looked at you, all he ever saw was his future. Your cute little smile, that shine in your eyes, the way you laugh. You'd ruined him from the start, and he knew he'd never love anyone as much as he loves you.

You were really excited to finally be in your own apartment. After UA, you and Fumikage decided it'd make the most sense for you to move in together. You've been dating for three years already after all. It took a little adjusting, but you felt like you were making it work. Something was happening though. You felt it, but you didn't know if he did. This ever looming feeling that your relationship with him was going to take the next step. It made you nervous. Of course you and Fumikage had gotten a little steamy before. Nothing too crazy. Hands wandering, marks on necks, a little grinding, but nothing beyond that. There were a few times when you were close to going through with it, but you always stopped things. You wanted to. You loved the idea of having him that way. It was you that was the problem. You'd always been a bit on the bigger side. Even having gone through hero training, it was like your body was simply never meant to get any smaller. At no point had he ever made you feel as if he wouldn't love you as you were, but that worry persisted. The worry that he'd see you fully and lose interest.

It was Saturday night, which simply meant you were both off the next day so it was the perfect time to spent some extra time together. You both lounged on the couch, take out boxes half empty on the coffee table, and some campy horror movie on the TV. He snickered.

"How do I keep letting you convince me to watch these?"

"Because they're cinematically perfect?"

He rolled his eyes, though smiling. He adored you and your horrid tastes in film. He pulled you closer to him, wanting to bury his face in the side of your neck. Given he was so difficult to kiss, he'd found other ways to show affection, such as nuzzling into any place he could manage while holding you close. You hummed happily, snuggling into him in return. You stayed like that for a while, comfortable, enjoying his body against yours.

It was getting late, and the movie was coming to it's painfully predictable conclusion. He yawned. You looked up at him.

"Tired?"

"Maybe a little bit."

You sat up, stretching.

"Wanna go lay down then?"

He sat up, stretching as well. He turned off the TV and stood up. You got up to follow him back to the bedroom. He didn't bother waiting to be fully inside to take his shirt off, immediately going over to the dresser to get his pajamas. You admired him while he did, even though you could see him shirtless just about any day. You loved that you got to admire him whenever you wanted. You never got tired of seeing him. Like a sunset or pretty scenic view. It was nice that you were able to stare. Well, at least mostly. As he pulled his night shirt on, he turned and looked at you, a slight smirk on his face.

"You know, a picture would last longer."

He teased. You blushed. He chuckled.

"Care to get changed? I would much prefer to go to bed with you by my side."

You rolled your eyes, but did go over to your dresser to get your pajamas out.

"I'll be right back."

You went to head into the bathroom, but were stopped when he spoke.

"My love. I don't mean to press, but you know you can change in here, right?"

You sighed. He didn't bring it up often, so you weren't really mad when he did. You just hated talking about it. You still hadn't fully explained to him why you hadn't changed around him or gotten more intimate with him. The longer you waited to tell him, though, the more you worried he'd be upset with you when you finally did.

He walked over to you when you didn't respond, gently wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.

"There's something on that beautiful mind of yours, isn't there? Talk to me, dear. Let me in."

His voice was soft, though it often was when he spoke to you. You felt yourself crumble. Your shoulders fell, your eyes stung with trying to keep yourself from crying. He held you tighter. You were falling apart, and he was holding you together.

"I'm sorry."

You said softly.

"No, don't apologize. You have nothing to be sorry for, my love."

"It's me."

"What's you?"

He loosened his hold on you so he could move to see your face. It pained him to see you so upset.

"You're so amazing."

You started. You needed to tell him the truth. You continued.

"Everything about you is so perfect, your voice, your face, your body. I just... I worry that you won't think the same about me."

He looked almost caught off guard.

"Why in the world would you think that?"

"I'm not... I mean, my body is.. bigger. It's not exactly pretty."

You looked at the floor, ashamed. He gently lifted your chin, making you look at him.

"My love, my beautiful muse, my everything. If you being built the way you are was a problem, do you think I would have strung you along this long? I can see your shape, and it is one of softness, and comfort, and it holds the person I love. Your clothes can't hide that from me. I have spent countless nights fantasizing about your bare body pressed against mine, not for the simply sake of seeing you, but because I want to know you completely, if only you would have me."

He wiped the stray tears from your cheeks. You reached up, setting your hand on top of his. He was so sweet to you. He pressed his forehead to yours.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to make tonight so sad."

You mumbled.

"I'm glad you did. It meant I got to learn more about you. And it gives me all the more reason to tell you all the reasons I love you."

You slightly pulled back, still close, but so you could see his face. You pursed your lips. You still needed to change, but it felt almost silly to go into the bathroom now. He cupped your cheek.

"If it wouldn't sour the mood further, I'd like the chance to show you how much I love you, all of you."

You blushed. It was a direction you hadn't expected the night to go. He continued, letting his hand fall so he could hold yours.

"I don't necessarily mean going as far as getting fully intimate, unless that's the way you'd like me to worship you. Mostly, I'd just like to adore you."

If you were capable of blushing harder, you did. He waited for you, patiently. After all, he wanted you to be comfortable above all else. You pursed your lips, trying to think of a response.

"What exactly do you have in mind?"

You asked. You wanted to know what he was trying to imply before committing to anything. Though poetic, he also could come across as somewhat cryptic when he spoke. His hands moved to gently rest on your hips.

"Firstly, I'd like to help you undress. Then, of course, it would be fully dependent on how much physical attention you would like. I would be just as happy simply admiring you or gently massaging your body as I would be to lay with you and pleasure you."

You thought for a moment.

"Could we feel it out as we go?"

You asked, because you weren't sure how far you wanted to go. You knew you wanted him, but now, you were nervous. At the same time you didn't want to say no completely, because you were hoping you would relax once the initial embarrassment ended. He pressed his forehead to yours.

"Of course, my love. And if you change your mind or would like to do something else at any time, tell me. You may be mine, but your body is yours, and I would never break your trust."

You gently kissed the top of his beak. He smiled softly, taking your hand and walking you over to your shared bed. He guided you down, wanting you to relax as best you could.

"Lay back, allow me to appreciate you the way you deserve."

He spoke in a near whisper as you laid back on the bed. You felt the bed dip as he kneeled beside you. He cupped your cheek, looking to your eyes.

"It would be criminal if I didn't start by admiring the beautiful eyes I fell so deeply in love with. Or the soft lips I wish more than anything to kiss."

He emphasized his point by tracing across your lower lip with his thumb. His hand continued down, fingertips trailing down the side of your neck.

"Or here, the warm, soft crook of your neck, to press my face against, close my eyes and feel as if I'm completely one with you."

You tilted your head, almost instinctually, giving him more room. You felt embarrassed. This was so much attention, and you were just laying there, doing nothing. It was hard to stay still, but you allowed him to continue, wanting to relax. He continued in moving down your body, fingertips lightly tracing over your collar bone, your chest, over your tummy.

"All these beautiful curves. Hidden away from the world, as most treasures are. If you'll allow it, I'd like to know them better."

His hand had stopped, resting just above the hem of your shirt. You took a moment, but nodded. You wanted to be comfortable around him like this. You wanted to trust he'd love your body more than you were capable of. With his eyes trained to your face, he slid his hand up under your shirt, feeling your skin and slowly slipping the shirt off of you. Once he was sure you wouldn't stop him, he went to fully remove your shirt and let it fall to the side. He admired you.

"How lucky I am, to be the only one to see you like this."

He whispered, gently trailing his hands across your waist, your stomach, and up to your chest.

"May I remove this as well?"

He asked, hands caressing your chest, though mostly your bra. You nodded, a little less hesitant this time. His touches were stirring something up inside of you. It made you feel less nervous and more impatient. He smiled slightly, slipping his hand beneath you to unclip your bra. You arched to make it easier for him. You could see his shoulders fall slightly at the sight of you like that, displayed for him, arched so nicely. He removed your bra, letting it fall to the floor with your shirt.

"Perhaps I'm perverted, but no matter how many nights I pictured you like this, I somehow knew you'd be more beautiful still."

He said, a breathiness to his voice. He moved to be properly over you, straddling your thighs. His hands trailed down your sides. You weren't the only one getting a little impatient. He rested his hands on your hips.

"My beloved, may I finish undressing you? Then we can decide where you would like this evening to go."

You pulled your lower lip between your teeth, but gave him another nod. Your heart was racing as his always gentle hands pulled away your pants and panties at once, making one motion of it. He adjusted to get them fully off of you before returning to his place above you. His eyes devoured your body beneath him. Every curve, every dip. You could feel yourself getting warmer under his gaze.

Despite him having let you know that, without a doubt, you were setting the pace tonight, you could see the tent forming in his pants. In that moment, it dawned on you that he was still completely clothes and you were here, naked beneath him. It made your entire body tingle with warmth.

"Y/n," He started softly, breathlessly, "I ask you now, what do you want of me tonight?"

You thought for a moment, though not very long. Your mind was fogging over with a lust filled haze.

"I want you to lay with me."

Your voice was soft. You usually left the pretty words for him, but you wanted him to know how badly you wanted more of him. You continued.

"I want to see you and experience you. If you'll have me."

You don't think you'd ever seen him look at you like this before. While he always looked at you with love, he never looked as if you'd completely gutted him before and yet still held that loving gaze.

"My beloved, my everything, my Y/n, I want nothing more than to have you and experience your body."

He pulled his shirt off, discarding it as he continued.

"You can't imagine how long I've waited to hear you say that. And yet I still would have waited so much longer if it meant you wanted me as well."

He had to move slightly to get his pants off, having to un-straddle you. You pulled your legs up slightly, bending your knees, watching him. You smiled. Despite his way with words, there was an excitement in the way he quickly undressed. He was eager. You could tell, without a single doubt, that he wanted you and only you, and now you were allowing him to indulge in his one and only fantasy.

As he climbed back into bed, you let your knees fall apart, fully displaying yourself for him, ready. He was going to say something, but the sight of you purged the words from his tongue. You could see how hard he was, simply from the sight of you. His hands found their way to your inner thighs, spreading you just a little more.

"Gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous."

He spoke quietly, as if to himself. His thumb brushed along your lower lips, pulling to the side. He could see how glistening you were. He traced up, finding that delightful little bud of nerves and rolling it with his thumb. You let a shaky breath.

"Good. Very good. Relax, my love, allow me to pleasure you."

He said lowly, continuing his movements. His free hand moved down further, not pushing into you, but teasingly running up and down along the opening.

"Despite the pain it brings me to say this, perhaps we're lucky I can't pleasure you orally. I don't think you'd ever be able to leave this bed if I could. But don't fret,"

The thumb circling your clit dragged down, dipping into the wetness you've created. He lifted his hand, opening his beak, and ran his thumb across his tongue.

"I'm still fortunate enough to be able to taste you regardless."

You felt like you were going to combust. He seemed satisfied by your reaction. The fingers that had been teasing your opening pushed further now, one finger slipping in with more ease than either of you expected. He watched you as he worked you open. Not just your dripping pussy, but the way your body reacted, how your chest rose and fell with your labored breathing, how your face looked, oh so beautiful, even just now. Another finger slipped in, curling inside of you. He was growing impatient.

"My love, are you ready?"

He asked, still wanting to follow your lead.

"Yes, Fumi, please."

You begged. You'd never begged him before, especially never looking so erotic. So who was he to deny your plea?

He adjusted himself between your legs, still upright. He would hover over you to be closer to you, but he wanted to see you unravel, and he wanted the full view. He lined himself up and slowly began pushing in. Your head tipped back and you gripped the sheets beneath you as he slowly pushed in until he bottomed out.

"Yes, Y/n, fuck. You feel better than I ever could have dreamed."

His voice was shaky. All you could manage in response was a soft whine. His hips began to rock, slowly at first. He wanted to savor this. His first time inside of you, fully being a part of one another. It should be cherished. He should be thanking you for being so gracious as to allow him to experience you, and yet, he couldn't find words anymore. All he could do was hope he was pleasing you well enough as his speed increased. His movements were full, nearly pulling out of you completely before pushing all the way back in, as deep as his anatomy would allow him to.

You weren't surprised by how quickly your orgasm started to build. Between the pillow talk and his teasing, you were surprised you didn't cum the second he pushed in. You were no longer in control of your voice, moaning beneath him with each thrust. His own, usually eloquent, words were drowned out completely by his heavy breathing and groans above you. You cried out louder, hoping to let him know how close you were. He continued, wanting to bring you to your breaking point.

Your eyes crossed, vision blurring as you came. Your back arched, making his movements slow, though not completely. Once you started to come down from it, you felt him pull out. Not long after that, you felt a warmth on your thighs and stomach, hearing him groan through gritted teeth. You felt an odd sensation of pride.

He looked down at you, your mess between your legs, and his mess spread across the lower half of your torso and your thighs.

"Beautiful, even a mess."

He spoke, out of breath.

"I'll go get the shower ready. You just relax until I'm back for you, my beloved."

He leaned down pressing his forehead to yours.

"And once we're cleaned up, I'll get to lay here beside you and hold you until morning. Would that please you, Y/n?"

"I love you."

He chuckled.

"I love you too, more than I think you'll ever know."

With that, he walked towards the bathroom. You closed your eyes for a moment while you waited. You now realized that you didn't feel ashamed like you had originally.

Maybe it's possible to simply have your insecurities fucked out of you.

[heeluv02]

Cheater and Lover

Warnings: cursing, angst, mentions of cheating, break ups and heart breaks, sunghoon is a dickhead but also regret it, yn is heartbroken and so is jake. Lmk if I forgot anything!!

Genre: angst, fluff

Pairing: sunghoon x gn!reader x jake

NOTE: I started writing this on my main and left in in the drafts thinking I could still switch it to this blog but nope lmao so I had to transfer it over here so I'm hoping it did without any mistakes !! That's all, hope you enjoy <3. Also I got the divider from @cafekitsune !!

"I fucking hate you!!" You spin around and shout at Sunghoon. "I'm...I.." he doesn't know what to say, mind full of regret. "Why are you even still here??" Your eyes full with anger and tears. "I don't..I don't know" Sunghoon looks down, guilt showering over him. "I'm sorry" he says in a quiet, weak voice.

"Fuck you. I fucking loved you, you know that? And I fucking thought you did too but turns out I'm just your side bitch, hmm?" Tears start running down your face, still hard to believe that Sunghoon, your boyfriend of almost three years, has cheated on you. You were suspicious about the late night "meet ups" Sunghoon said he had to attend to with the guys but you tried not thinking much about it and thought that then is the only time they could've really done anything since their schedule was so busy.

But no. All this time he was meeting up with a girl. One of your friends saw them together and told you about it but you thought nothing of it. You knew...no...you thought you knew you could trust him, you thought you knew he wouldn't cheat on you. You thought you were his and he was yours.

You told Sunghoon you'd be out all night with some of your old friends to catch up, however you felt sick and had to go home earlier. That's when you caught the stranger on your boyfriends lap, making out with him. You felt your heart sink when you saw the two. You shouted at her, telling her to leave, before turning your focus to Sunghoon. After he admitted to what he did you found yourself here, yelling at him.

"You aren't a side..you're not a..I'm sorry" you hear him sniffling, crying and it makes you scoff. "I fucking trusted you, Sunghoon" You not using his nickname had him looking up at you. "yn-"

"Just leave" you cut him off. "I don't want to see you anymore" you turn around and cross your arms, more tears escaping your eyes. "I love you yn" Liar. "Give me another chance, please. I promise it won't happen again" he tries to convince you but you're smarter than that. You so badly want to give him another chance and run into his arms, feel him strong arms wrap around you and hear him tell you that it's okay, everything is okay. But you can't do that because you're only going to end up hurting yourself.

So with a deep breath you get yourself ready to answer him. "No, we're over. I can't be with someone who might cheat on me again, I can't." You try to say without letting out anymore tears. "Please, just leave" you say once more.

He nods, "I'll take my stuff tomorrow if that's okay". You only hum to let him know okay. He stands there for five seconds before leaving without a word. Leaving you alone, in tears. Good thing you had your close friend, Jake, in contact. You called him and told him to come over, when he heard everything that happened he never left your side.

He got you your favourite snacks and watched your favourite show with you, letting you rest against him. He knew you were in a horrible mood so he let you do whatever, he also didn't really mind cuddling with you.

When Sunghoon came by the next day you told Jake that you didn't want to see him and asked him if he could handle everything which thankfully he was fine with. He got all of Sunghoons things and gave them to him.

"You are?" Your ex asks your best friend. "Not a cheater if that's what you're wondering." Jake replies, giving him a blank stare. Waiting for him to leave. "Oh you heard" Sunghoon looked down, feeling guilty again. "I'm not here to talk with you, leave" Jake says, anger obvious in his voice. "Okay" Sunghoon says quietly before leaving with his stuff.

A couple weeks went past and you're still feeling awful. Not as bad as the first week but still not the same happy person as you used to be. You're so grateful for Jake being able to be with you for as long as you needed him.

"Hey, guess who got some food~" Jake walks in with a paper bad which smells so good. "Oh my god thank you so much Jakey, I'm starving" you sit up on your bed, patting the place beside you for him to sit. "No problem yn" he says with a smile as he sat down. You lick your lips as he passes you the food.

"You got yourself something too, right? There's a lot in here" you ask him which makes him giggle. "Yeah of course, silly" he says with a smile.

You both start to eat and put on another episode of the show you both have been binge watching together. "To be honest I didn't think I'd like to watch stuff like this" Jake says after taking a sip of his drink. "Really?" You ask him and he hums in response. "I'm glad you called me out of all people" he says as he smiles, turning to look at you.

"Yeah well I guess, you were the first person I could think off who I could...trust" The last word saddening you, reminding you of how Sunghoon broke that trust you had for him. Jake sees you getting sad and he quickly changed the subject.

This is how you spent most days. If you weren't sleeping in all day then you were cuddling with Jake while watching a movie. At some point Jake decided that you need to try moving around, going outside and getting out of this depressing state which caused a small fight between the two of you.

"I don't want to!! Don't you get it? Just leave me alone!!" You hate how sensitive you are now, crying over something as little as this. "Okay okay, I was only trying to get you out because I care for you" he says calmly. It broke your heart, giving out to someone you care for, who cares for you. "I'm sorry" you apologise and he's quick to comfort you. "It's okay, I know you didn't mean to yell" he said as he wrapped his arms around you, hugging you.

"Why are you still here with me?" You ask after a good two minutes in the same position. "I don't know, I just...I gues I just care for you that much" He tries not making the real reason obvious. The real reason is that he likes you, has liked you but you were with Sunghoon and he couldn't. He still likes you but he wants to put that aside while being here for you.

"Makes sense" you mumble against him. This feeling feels so familiar and you hate who it reminds you off. Jakes arms wrapped around you just like Sunghoon would have whenever you feel down or he just simply would want to hug you. It wouldn't be fair to blame Jake for reminding you of him though, it's something you have to deal with yourself. Or so you thought?

"I'll help you get over him, I promise yn. Assholes like him don't deserve an angel like you" Jake stated. He doesn't want to let go of you, he wants to make sure you're okay.

Your eyes tear up at what Jake said. "Thank you, genuinely" you say as you hug him tighter before letting go and looking up at him. "You won, I'll go outside" you sigh and he smiles. "Good, we don't have to go anywhere far," Jake said with a smile. "Okay," you smiled back at him.

After getting ready to leave, you and Jake went on a small walk to the local park. You ended up actually being grateful for Jake getting you to go out. The fresh air and the pretty scenery made you feel at ease, and of course Jakes presence as always. There was a lake at the local park so yous decided to bring some bread with yous to feed the ducks and swans.

After feeding them, with no more bread left, you and Jake start to leave the park to go back to your home. "Thank you for bringing me out Jakey" you smile at the ground as yous walk. Jake smiles at the nickname you used. He always loves it whenever you call him that.

"No problem, yn. I know it'd be healthy if you went out, even for a bit." He says as he looks at you. You smile at his words.

After a bit more walking you finally reach your house. You both kick off your shoes and relax on the couch. "Wanna watch another movie?" Jake asks and you nod. He let's you choose whatever you want to watch.

By the time the movie was over you were already asleep, head resting on Jakes shoulder. He notices you sleeping and decided do carry you to your room, placing you gently down on your bed and covering you with the duvet.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, your hand tugs on his sleeve. "Jakey" you whisper out, half asleep. "Yeah?" He replies, "can you sleep with me? Please?" You continue. He's thankful that it's dark in your room otherwise you would've seen his blush.

"Okay" he says softly before lying down beside you and getting under the covers. He did expect you to fully cuddle him though. Yeah yous cuddles before but it wouldn't be like this. Especially when you're sleeping. Your head resting on his chest and your arm around his waist as you doze back off to sleep. He puts his arms around you and falls asleep too after a couple minutes.

It's been 2 months past and Jake has moved in with you. Nothing much has changed apart from the fact that you've gotten much better ever since the break up. But that's all, you and Jake are still friends and his crush on you didn't stop. If anything, it only grew.

"Ynnnn" he calls out to you from the kitchen and makes his way to where you're sat in the living room. "Yeah?" You ask as you turn your head to the direction of Jakes voice.

"There's a party that my childhood friend is hosting and he invited us!!" Jake said with a big smile, you always found his smile cute. "Oh??? What day is it on?" You ask, happy to see him all smiling. "Its in two days!! Wanna come? I can stay with you if you don't want to of course." He sits down beside you as he speaks. "No!! I definitely want to come, and even if I didn't I wouldn't want you to miss out on the party hehe" you smile at the boy.

"But-" before Jake can continue talking you cut him off. "Jakey, I'm doing much better now, I don't need you babysitting me" you joke, playfully rolling your eyes. "Ouch" he pretends to be hurt and you both laugh.

"I'm glad you want to go though!!" He excitedly says after you both stop laughing. You smile at the happy boy. "Yeah, I'm glad your friend invited us" you say softly with a smile.

After the two days it's the day of the party. You and Jake got a taxi to drives yous to the party Jakes friend was hosting. Once you arrive you thank the driver and pay them, then you and your friend leave the car and make your way to the entrance of the house.

"Wow" you say as you look around, the house full of people and music playing in the background. "Have you never been to a house party before?" Jake asks you as you both walk inside. "I've only been to one a long time ago" you say and bring your focus to Jake.

"Well then I'm glad you can experience it again" he smiles brightly. Suddenly Jakes childhood friend shows up and introduces himself to you and you do the same to him.

"It's really nice meeting you too, Jay" you smile at him. "So!! Yous can just chill and feel at home and most importantly have fun" he says confidently. You and Jake giggle and say thank you.

Jay shows where the drinks are and where yous can sit or play some drinking games. You and Jake go straight for the drinks. "I'll go find a place we can sit at in the living room" Jake shouts over the loud music and other people speaking so you can hear him. You nod and he leaves to said place.

As you get two drinks for you both you notice someone from the other end of the table. Someone you didn't expect to see and didn't want to see. You quickly grab both the drinks and leave to find Jake in the living room. You don't think the person has seen you, thankfully.

You smile as soon as you see your best friend and sit next to him on the couch, handing him his drink. "Guess who I just seen" you say quietly in his ear, loud enough for him to hear. "Who?" Jake shouts over the music. "Sunghoon" you reply. Again, quietly just incase someone overhears.

Jake looks at you with concern, "if you want to leave we can, I don't mind" he suggested but you're quick to shake your head, saying no. "I have a better idea" you say.

You tell him his idea which is to pretend you both are dating. You're not going to let your ex ruin your night. Thankfully to you, Jake agrees to your idea.

After about an hour or two you both are now starting to slowly get drunk. That's when you see Sunghoon and who looks to be his girlfriend, the same one who he cheated on you with. Rage is what you could describe how you feel now. They both sit opposite the couch you and Jake are sitting on.

"Kiss me" you shout over the noise. "What?" Jake asked out. "The plan, kiss me now" you take your eyes off your ex and look at Jake. Your friend realizes that Sunghoon was there and he does exactly as he's told.

He kisses you. Your hand goes to cup around the side of his neck and he brings his hand to your waist as you both start to make out right in front of your ex.

"Hey Sunghoon, isn't that the bitch you dated?" Sunghoons girlfriend asks him while nodding in the direction of where you are sat, making out with Jake. "What? Oh..." Sunghoon sighs when he sees you two. "What a whore" his girlfriend says and Sunghoon glares at her. "Don't call them that" he says angrily. "Why? They are. You're lucky you're dating me~ we should make them jealous" the girlfriend smirks at Sunghoon but he just scoffs and gets up.

"Where are you going?" She pouts as she looks up at him. "I need to be alone, don't follow me." Sunghoon says bluntly and leaves to step outside.

Meanwhile you and Jake pull away. You look at the direction where your ex was and you notice he's gone, only the girlfriend sitting there, now talking to another guy who's obviously interested in her. "I guess it worked" you laugh.

"Yn" Jake calls out and you look at him. "Yn I like you" he says out of nowhere. Not being able to hold in his feelings anymore, especially after that kiss. "As friends? Yeah I like you too!!" You say, obviously not getting what he meant. Jake shakes his head, "no yn. I like you more than a friend" he tells you and you don't know what to say. You shake your head in disbelief.

"No, we're friends...Best friends, you don't like me" you don't know if you're trying to convince yourself or him that he doesn't like you. "Yn please, I do. I like you so much, since before you and Sunghoon even got together." Jakes eyes start to tear up, not taking the rejection well.

"Jakey- Jake. I'm sorry but I can't, I'm gonna...I'm gonna go" you start to get up before you even finish your sentence. You take another shot before leaving.

As you walk out you see Sunghoon standing outside, looking annoyed yet sad. "Yn" he says as soon as he sees you. 'Shit not now' you think to yourself as you're on the verge of tears. Not only is your friendship most likely ruined with Jake, but also you have to face your ex.

"Are you okay?" Sunghoon notices your teary eyes. Although he did hurt you before, that never meant that he wants to hurt you or wants to see you hurt. If he could he'd turn back time and not do what he's done.

"Yeah, I'm...I'm fine." You sigh out a reply. "Did your boyfriend hurt you??" He asks out genuinely. "He's not my- why do you even care?" You slightly raise your voice.

"Yn...it hurts seeing you hurt, of course I'm going to care" your ex says truthfully but you try not to care. "Oh yeah you cared so much that you cheated on me" tears nor flowing out of your eyes as you speak. "This night was going so well until you came along" your words hurting him but he let's you continue. "Fuck you, why do you have to ruin everything" you say eith your voice shaking.

He comes closer to you "I fucking hate you" you continue but you stand still, watching him come closer to you. His arms wrap around your smaller figure as he hugs you. You don't even bother to move, tears running down your cheeks as you feel his warmth, something you missed so much, something that no one else can give, only him. You bring up your arms to wrap around him. "I hate you." You say again.

"I know" is all that Sunghoon says before hugging you tighter and you simply let him.

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[coyotere]

Coyo you’re not posting that much lately. Is everything okay? We miss you

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to be honest I've run out of a lot of ideas, which has made writing hard but I think I have an idea/ solution but I'll adress that in a second.

the other thing is due to some money troubles ive upped my hours at work I'm now working 6:30am to 5:00pm which has been leaving me exhausted so I haven't been writing in the evenings like normal :/ I love love love writing but sometimes it's gotta kinda go on the back burner while I pay my bills lol

now onto the solution...

if you are a fan of my smut or general sluttiness, please please reblog my posts, all my smutty stories or nasty things I say, it helps out way more than you know, leave me asks or requests or anything so I 1. have something to write about and 2. feel like people are actually reading and want more of my stuff.

I'm also thinking about actually making characters and it's own universe which ill detail some of my rough draft below, if you want to see this it'll be its own blog but I think itll be nice esp for me cause then it'll be easier to write because I'll be able to say more than mine or you, and I can actually give my stories more personality when they fuck.

Plot: an ffm thruple who all lives in the same house living out their kinky desires i am leaning towards my requests both on here and that blog are things that they try out or do on a regular basis, the characters themselves im still kind of working on but they'd be a stand in for me and two of my types when it come to partners or how I view myself when I'm going through gender grunk.

M: tall semi muscular male with long dark hair and tattoos, a switch, when he is dominant he is mostly a primal, cnc, hard kink dom who unforgivingly fucks his partners and leaves them satisfied but their holes bruised. when he is submissive he is a puppy boy very obedient (until he gets frustrated) likes to be teased and edged and overstimulated put in a muzzle or on a leash and is a service sub focusing on his partners feeling good.

F1: a dominant, chubby pet owner and Domme mommy, probably also dark haired and tatted medium height, is a control, rigger, Domme who loves to trade and edge her subs driving them into insanity before fucking them over and over, pulling orgasm after orgasm out of them till their bodies can't take it anymore.

F2: a bratt princess submissive, who is short and fairly petite and probably blonde who loves to be tied up and used, is typically free use but will whine and complain about it despite her wetness, she'll have a smart mouth and an attitude but can be very sweet and endearing. loves to tease M for being so rough with her but then turns around and is obedient for F1.

if y'all are interested in this LMK PLEASE I think it'll be an easy way to keep me writing more, cause I can just make a filler episode or something between ideas, I would also like to have a schedule im probably going to take Friday or Saturday evenings and just make them my writing night! where I'll write for my BIG story and then if I have your request in it for that post I'll reblog it here and if I don't I'll write you your own smut like normal, that way I'm not burnt out I can make a time and a place where I can write uninterupted and not feel burnt out you know?

[overcookedsushi]

Captain Collateral The one that almost got away... 8 fucking times.

I have talked about this character before, if you scroll down in this very blog you will see where I talk about killing your darlings... To bad I can't take my own advice~

This character design has been a fucking brainworm of my for three years now... It always eluded me, but I could never forget it. I tried so hard to make it work, spawning and branching off into something else whenever I felt I couldn't do it, but the pull always brought me back like some sickly disease. This time though... its different.

Yes this is a shitpost, but it is still the root of the inspiration. When I saw this, it gave me some ideas for something else entirely. But when my partner suggested how dumb it would be as a head, the idea formed and there was no stopping it.

There were a couple drafts, most uninteresting failures. This was the last one before I scrapped it all and made major changes, cutting the strings holding me back.

Biggest changes: 1. Instead of a lowrider knock off Ghost rider, it was switched out for a dirtbike. A bit easier to draw, plus it was so much easier to find poses for a bike people typically stunt with. 2. The head was reconnected to the body. There was no need to have both a Nuckelavee and a Dullahan in the same design anymore with Weed wacker taking the latter. 3. The removal of his chararcteristics and personally being "reckless on purpose". For a while the design was supposed to be an adrenaline junky, but when it was changed to "reckless as a byproduct", other elements started to stick a bit better.

He turned from a hapless accident sideshow to the very definition of survivor's guilt. The body was roughed up to try and show that he was not in the best state of being. It was starting to come together fairly well~

Last major changes were trying to remove to many points of focus, getting rid of the fire, some unnecessary details, changing the goo from green to yellowish orange (since apparently Plutonium glows orange), also my best attempt at weld lines to try and show damage. In hinesight I probably could have done this better, but oh well.

And believe it or not... "Oh well" is kind of important. The freakshow was first created to give me a challenge, to push me to get better while also giving me cool OCs to draw. Part of getting better is recognizing when you need to stop. Recognizing that until you learn some foundational work, nothing is going to change. To get the captain collateral that is truly in my head, I need to keep improving. I need to do some studies. Mecha studies, vehicle studies, non-organic studies. He will continue to be my white whale, but now I have a tracker on him. Eventually I will conquer him fully, but until then I am happy with out it turned out, and that I can finally close this book. And that I won't have to look back for a few years~

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