#ask sans the couch potato

[ask-potato-sans]

if thare was no ketchup or spaghetti in the world what would you eat?

And I oop--

[ask-potato-sans]

LOL XD!!!! Well thats one way to get him out of the house! 😂🤣

Thank you so much for the adorable comic, I will forever cherish it!

Been wanting to draw this all week--

He'll thank me later.

Lazy Potato!Sans belongs to @ask-sans-the-couch-potato

[makeitmingi]

The Cat and Dog Game [Chapter 14]

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy

Pairing: Yunho x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Chef!Reader, RestaurantOwner!Yunho, MaitreD!Hongjoong, Waiter!Yeosang, Waiter!San, Waiter!Mingi, SousChef!Seonghwa, SousChef!Wooyoung, PrepChef!Jongho

Summary: Yunho's dream was to open and run his own restaurant. But he doesn't know anything when it comes to cooking. Until you came along and accepted the job, bringing with you a small crew. How will the black cat tame the energetic golden retriever?

Word count: 3.2K

Yunho chewed on the nail of his thumb nervously as he sat in his car. How was he supposed to act when he saw you today? He left you, asleep on your couch last night. Well, he wrote a note but should he have woken you up?

"Argh!" He fell forward onto his steering wheel. Yunho inwardly cringed, imaging how if his mother knew, she would nag him for being 'un-gentlemanly'.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

Yunho looked up to see San there, tilting his head in confusion, having seen the taller's quiet outcry.

"You okay?" San asked. Yunho nodded glumly. He gathered his things and got out of the car. Seeing the two other cars parked there, he knew that the kitchen crew was in already.

"We had a break yesterday, why do you look more tired?" San chuckled, slinging his arm around Yunho's shoulders.

"I'm fine, San. I just stayed up too late playing." Yunho said.

"Yeah, after abandoning Yeosang and I mid-game. What gives man?" San raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry, I just had to suddenly go somewhere for... a thing..." Yunho tried his best not to give anything away, making San scoff. They walked in together and the kitchen was already bustling, as expected. While San greeted everyone excitedly, Yunho ducked into the locker room to put his stuff down.

"Morning." Yunho gulped, greeting everyone. You were standing at the other side, your back to him. With your music playing in your ears, you didn't hear his soft greeting.

"Are you okay?" Seonghwa asked. Yunho nodded his head, going to the front of the house to get the barista counter ready.

"I'll start the bacon garnish for the bacon quiches coming out." You said, turning around.

"Before that, taste test this, please." Jongho placed one of the pastries on the board and cut into it with his knife. The crisp sound of pastry sounded through kitchen.

"So layer of puff at the bottom, layered the thin potatoes over and doted camembert cheese with thyme and black pepper." He said.

"Mmm, it's good. How did you prep the potatoes?" You asked while chewing the bite.

"Thinly sliced, then cooked in cream for a bit until just before tender then I laid it over the pastry. Oh, I also shredded some gruyere over. And 5 minutes before it was done, I cracked the black pepper over, was worried it might burn in the oven." He explained.

"Good decision. Hwa, Woo, come taste." You called them over. Jongho cut them wedge to try. Seonghwa nodded in approval while Wooyoung happily leaned on Jongho.

"This is amazing. You, just promote him to sous already." Wooyoung said to you.

"He's been doing the duties of a sous for so long, he just doesn't want to take the title." You scoffed, rolling your eyes.

"I would rather not work the pass. I'm fine doing prep when I can." Jongho said, bringing the other potato camembert pastries to the side for service later.

"Working the peanut butter frosting now for the chocolate cake." Wooyoung announced, running to the mixer.

"Orange pound cake ready to hit the ovens." Seonghwa said.

"I'll start on the candied orange peel topping while you make the drizzle?" You asked him. He nodded and you both started on those tasks. Yunho peeked through the small window, you seemed fine. You weren't unhappy and Seonghwa didn't look like he wanted to kill Yunho so maybe he was fine.

"Aww." He whimpered with dread, his shoulders slumping slightly. Mingi, who was standing there, watched his best friend with much confusion. He chuckled before moving over.

"Yunho."

"AH!" Yunho jumped, falling back slightly while panting with his hand over his chest in fear.

"Buddy, what is wrong with you?" Mingi asked. Having heard Yunho scream, you poked your head out. Yunho and Mingi both looked over at you.

"Everything okay here?" You asked with a raised eyebrow. Mingi shrugged, nodding over to Yunho.

"I'm fine. Thanks, (y/n)." Yunho cleared his throat, straightening up. You nodded slowly, not really knowing what was happening between them but you didn't really care to get involved.

"Oh, yeah. Yunho, you left your scarf at mine last night. It's in my cubby." You said and Yunho nodded before you went back into the kitchen. Mingi's eyes were wide, his jaw slightly slacked as he turned to his best friend.

"You left your what where?" Mingi asked.

"She invited me to her place for dinner last night." Yunho explained with a sigh.

"Is that why you've been distracted and jumpy?" Mingi questioned again. Yunho nodded then shook his head, then ultimately just let his head drop in frustration.

"Ah... no, it's not that." Yunho grumbled, rubbing his temples. Mingi just playfully smirked.

"It's okay, Yun." Mingi teased, wrapped his arm around his best friend.

"What's going on?" Hongjoong came over.

"So our dear boss here, apparently left San and Yeosang mid game yesterday. Yes, they complained to me about it. But what I've heard is that our boy here, actually left to go to (y/n)'s place for dinner. Even left his scarf there." Mingi informed. Hongjoong's eyes widened as Yunho facepalmed.

"You suck, Mingi. I'll explain what actually happened when I clear my head." Yunho rolled his eyes and entered the kitchen.

"Hey." Yunho came to you. You held a hand out to him as you were stirring something in the sauce pan, taking a spoon to taste it.

"Yeah. What's up? I already told you that your scarf is in my cubby, get it yourself if you need it." You said, still moving along the bench but at least were listening to Yunho now.

"No, not that. Thanks by the way. I just... you're not mad?" Yunho winced as he asked.

"Mad? Why would I be mad?" You scoffed.

"Because I just left you there on the couch...?" Yunho rubbed the back of his neck. You stopped, staring at the wall before turning to look at Yunho.

"And what do you think you should have done instead? Yunho, I'm not mad. I would have been if you had actually woken me up. And anyway, the person who should be mad is you. I invited you over and fell asleep." You shrugged.

"No! I'm not mad at all! I know... it's tiring cooking a lot. I'm still really grateful and enjoyed myself." Yunho gulped. By now, the entire kitchen had gone quiet, with the 3 listening in.

"Nice to hear that you did. I brought leftovers if you're interested." You told him.

"You did?!" His eyes sparkled.

"Yes, I just said I did." You side eyed him. Yunho let out a sigh of relief, throwing his head back as he began to laugh. He was worried over nothing, you weren't mad.

"There's not much time. You need to open the restaurant." You checked the wall clock.

"The restaurant?... Oh yeah! Opening time!" He jumped and ran out the door to the front, leaving you there, blinking.

"So..."

"Shut up. It's nothing." You rolled your eyes, cutting Wooyoung off. Seonghwa just chuckled at how Wooyoung whined at your lack of sharing. He was curious too, he hadn't heard you mention anything about Yunho being over when he called you yesterday. Maybe he'll ask you later.

"I'm more interested in what you cooked him. He was so excited about leftovers." Jongho raised his hand. You sighed while Seonghwa and Wooyoung burst out laughing.

"Short rib bourguignon..." You mumbled softly, looking at your fingernails instead of directly at them.

"What?"

"Short rib bourguignon..." You said again, albeit a little louder but still tried to keep your voice low. There was suddenly a wave of silence that washed over the kitchen.

"You made him our favourite dish?! Don't tell me you made it with bone marrow."

"How could you?"

"We've been asking you to make that for so long!"

All the protests came at you. You scrunched your nose, rubbing your temples before turning back to your counter and finishing your work. You've never given into their short rib bourguignon request just to mess with them and hold it over them.

"Fine, yes, I made it for him with bone marrow, everything. I wanted him to try it okay? Because his favourite thing is galbi jjim so I wanted to let him try it." You said.

"Mash or pasta?" Seonghwa asked.

"Both. Roasted garlic mash and pappardelle." You told them, taking the trays out of the oven when the timers were up.

"Wow... Even gave him options..." Wooyoung shook his head with a click of his tongue, conveying the betrayal that he felt. You shot him a flat look.

"You guys have had it before! And you guys are capable of making it on your own." You hissed.

"And don't tell me that Yunho can make it on his own too because we know he can't." You glared at them before they could reply.

"Alright, alright. We accept your apology. Now, let's discuss the dinner menu." Jongho patted your shoulders. You cast him a look, you didn't even apologise to them.

"Let me bring this out for service." Seonghwa brought out the other bacon quiches to display. You grabbed a piece of paper and your sharpie, beginning to brainstorm with Wooyoung and Jongho on dishes for tonight's dinner menu. Hongjoong said that there were already quite some reservations coming in.

"We should do a chopped romesco sauce. Don't blend it, do a fine chop on the board for texture." Wooyoung suggested. You nodded, writing it down.

"Sorry, what are we serving with that?" Seonghwa came back in, having heard Wooyoung's idea.

"Chicken roulade. Stuffed with perilla leaf and garlic chives. Sous vide and finish off in a pan to get some colour on it." You said.

"If we have the sous vide going, let's do barramundi on the grill. Sous vide cherry tomatoes and fennel in that Korean aged white soy sauce to serve alongside." Seonghwa raised his hand.

"I think we need starches. With the chicken, potato parsnip puree? And I think with the barramundi, like a rice pilaf."

"What do you suggest we flavour the rice with?" You asked Jongho.

"Mixed herbs, paprika, lemon zest and we make it slightly creamy with emulsification of cold butter to finish it off. Just slightly to accompany the meatier fish and tartness of the cherry tomatoes." Jongho replied.

"Main starch?" Wooyoung asked. You put the sharpie down, scratching your head as you walked into the walk in to check the ingredients that you had.

"Seafood pasta. Blend the roe of the scallops, make a light sauce. Serve it with seared scallop meat, grilled prawns, clams, squid. I want the prawn shells for a prawn oil to go over." You said.

"Yes, chef." The 3 replied.

"Are we doing bucatini?" Seonghwa clarified. You nodded your head slowly, too focused on the sauce instead.

"Let's mix some chogochujang (spicy sauce usually served with seafood and Korean raw fish) into the sauce to add brightness. I want the tartness from the vinegar."

"Sure." They all took their own notes for what they would be doing for the night.

"Okay, let's discuss appetisers before we get too hung up on the mains. Then desserts." You pulled up another piece of paper. Yunho came in to listen to your brainstorming session. But with what happened earlier, Seonghwa, Wooyoung and Jongho stopped talking, looking at him.

"What?" You looked up from the paper when they went silent. Turning around, you saw that Yunho was standing there. You hadn't even heard him come in.

"Guys, focus." You frowned.

"Right... So I was saying yukhoe (Korean raw beef) but with a chimichurri. We got a fattier cut of beef, it should cut nicely."

"Okay. Hwa, you're on that for tonight then." You hummed and wrote it down.

"I kind of want to do a soup. What soup can we do with what we have?" You asked. Jongho and Wooyoung walked into the walk in to check the inventory.

"White bean?" Jongho suggested.

"I would like to save the white bean for cassoulet stew tomorrow. What are our other options?" You said.

"We can do wild mushroom soup with doenjang." Wooyoung proposed. You all thought about it as a concept, mushrooms do go well with heavier, more fermented flavours. You nodded and added it to the list.

"You okay to handle that on your own?" You asked. Wooyoung gave you a thumbs up. Then you moved onto desserts. Yunho watched you quietly, he was always so mesmerised by you.

The way you commanded the attention in the room, the way the others looked at you with such respect and reverence.

"Alright. That settles it. Let's get the sous vides going and we'll break for the day." You said.

"Anything I can help with?" Yunho asked.

"Yes, actually. Help us fill those bins and stick the sous vide in while we begin the prep." You said. Yunho nodded, he knew how to do that, you've taught him before.

"(y/n) and I on the tomatoes and fennel. Hwa hyung and Jongho on the chicken? We'll help when we're done here." Wooyoung asked.

"Sure." Seonghwa and Jongho started on the chicken. When Yunho was done setting the sous vides up, he went to help them. Jongho gave him the mallet to pound the chicken until it was flat and even. Seonghwa prepared the filling of mainly perilla leave and garlic chives that would go in the middle.

"It reminds me of a roll cake.... but like, meat." Yunho chuckled as Jongho explained the dish to him.

"Well, that's essentially the idea." Seonghwa said. While you made the 'marinade' for the vegetables, Wooyoung quickly prepared and sliced the fennel.

"What's that?" Yunho asked.

"White soy sauce." Leaning over to grab a tasting spoon, you pour a little on and handed it to Yunho for him to taste it.

"It doesn't look and taste like soy sauce. It's sweeter? And not as salty as I expected. How do they make the colour so light?" He asked, tasting the bit of sauce.

"White soy has more wheat than soy beans and is fermented for a much shorter period of time. That means less sugars are broken down, that's why it has a sweeter taste." You explained.

"Can you use it as a dip? Like for fish." He thought out loud.

"Not really. It is used more in cooking to enhance flavours. So the cherry tomatoes we got are a little sour, that's why we're using the sweetness and lightness of the white soy to balance it without adding straight sugar." Wooyoung added.

"Doing the same for the fennel." You said. You held open the sous vide bags for Wooyoung to dump the ingredients in.

"How's the chicken coming along?" When you and Wooyoung prepared the vegetables, you went over to where Jongho and Seonghwa were.

"You can start trussing the meat while we finish up." Seonghwa said. You hummed and grabbed the butchers' twine.

"Ooh, what's going on here?" Yeosang came in.

"Watching them prep for dinner. And helping." Yunho said. Yeosang leaned down to watch you secure the rolled up chicken with twine after Wooyoung rolls it with filling.

"Looks like a lollipop." Yeosang laughed. That made you let out a small laugh, nodding in agreement.

"What is the green filling?" He asked.

"Perilla leaf, garlic chives, salt and white pepper." You replied. Yeosang nodded his head, impressed and interested in the dish. He took his phone out to take a picture of the rolled up chicken. When Hongjoong came in for his break, Yunho went back out to support the other boys.

"Okay, let's start a timer and head out." You instructed. The 4 of you went to get your things. You grabbed Yunho's scarf and container of leftovers, tucking them beside his bag.

"Bye. See you tonight." Hongjoong waved with a smile, Yeosang too. The 4 of you headed out for the rest of the day.

"Kitchen crew just went home." Yeosang said, stretching his arms over his head.

"This is bomb." Mingi said, stuffing his face with a slice of bacon quiche. San leaned over with his mouth open for Mingi to feed him but Mingi merely pulled his plate away.

"Get you own." Mingi growled.

"I just want a bite! And that's the last slice!" San whined. Mingi rolled his eyes, giving in and letting San have a bite.

"Mmm, it is good. The meaty bacon in the quiche with the crispy bacon on top." He said as he chewed. Yunho waved for San to help make the drinks for the orders that were coming in. Mingi continued to have his break behind Yunho.

"So, can you explain what's up with you and (y/n) now?" Mingi asked, taking a sip of his coffee.

"A little busy here." Yunho replied, keying in the order so San would get the ticket to prepare the drink. He stepped away from the cash register to help San.

"Thank you. Please come again." He smiled, handing the drinks to the customers.

"There's something going on between you and (y/n)?" San asked while scooping ice into the cups.

"Nothing. Mingi is just spouting nonsense. As usual. (y/n) and I are just... friends." Yunho rolled his eyes, ignoring the way his chest felt warm when he called you a 'friend'. Mingi scoffed at Yunho's words.

"You were at her house yesterday." Mingi pointed out.

"You're at my house all the time. Does that mean there's anything going on between us?" Yunho raised an eyebrow.

"Well, there can be. But you playing. I told you we could get married if the law allowed it." Mingi teased, making San laugh. Yunho sighed, facepalming at Mingi's words. People would seriously misunderstand if they had heard him. Yunho's mother thought Mingi was serious when he mentioned marriage prospects jokingly.

"Wait, is that why you left me and Yeosang to die?" San asked in disbelief and betrayal. Yunho ignored him so he turned to Mingi, who nodded in confirmation.

"Wah, Yunho ah. How could you?" San shook his head with much disapproval.

"She invited me for dinner. That's it. Nothing happened. We talked about food and cooking." Yunho said briefly.

"You just left after eating?" Mingi tilted his head.

"She fell asleep on the couch. It felt awkward for me to continue to stay so I left." Yunho revealed. Mingi and San burst out laughing, making Yunho shush them since customers were around.

"Were you so boring that she fell asleep?" San could barely get his question out between his laughs.

"She was tired from cooking. The dish she cooked me was a difficult dish and it took her a long time to cook it." Yunho frowned.

"Wow, she put in that much effort to make dinner for you? That's really nice, Yunho ah. You should do something to thank her." Mingi adviced. Yunho nodded, he knew he should repay you but he didn't know how.

"How? I didn't even know what kind of gift to bring to her house. I brought her my favorite cold brew coffee... She said she liked it but I don't know." Yunho rubbed the back of his neck.

"You'll think of something." San patted his shoulder with encouragement.

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[silverryu25]

Heyyyy :Dc the ask for kustardweek !

Day 2: Space prison:

"I knew this would happen. I knew and i still came back with you like the idiot that I am!"

Hiiii Seren! X3 That is a very nice combo~! Hope you like the drabble >:3

DAY 2 - Space prison + “I knew this would happen. I knew and I still came back with you like the idiot that I am!”

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With a cut-off swear and a grunt, he pulled himself up on the ledge.

Sans couldn't believe he was doing this instead of playing a couch potato in his spot in front of the vidcom on his spaceship. His sacrum itched for its usual spot in the sans-shaped hole he wore into that ugly green couch, and his non-existent throat begged for some nice cold ketchup. But alas, here he was, playing the hero. Again...

He was gonna make that bonehead Red pay his weight in ketchup after he gets his boney ass out of this mess.

Before he could think of more ways to make Red pay for getting them into this new mess, a ray of light flashed from in front of him. He was close so he had to be quiet.

Careful to not make any sounds, Sans snuck forward through the vent. This was the main reason why he was the one doing this and not Edge, he could fit in the small space. It was one of the very rare times he regretted his own petite height, cause it put more work into his lazybone lap.

With a few careful wiggles, he managed to reach the ventilation opening and peer through. Thankfully, he was at the right cell and didn't have to crawl around more than necessary.

He focused on the parts of the cell he could see from it's upper corner position, trying to make out if Red was alone or not. When he was sure he couldn't see or hear anyone, he gave a quiet knock.

Red's skull turned towards the sound immediately, then quickly darted around to make sure no one was nearby. Apparently assured, he quickly climbed a chair to peer into the vent, eyelights sparking and teeth flashing in a confident smirk.

Sans wasn't sure if he wanted to kiss or smack that grin of off Red's face.

The idiot was the one that got himself in this mess by starting another bar fight. Every time they had a clash with the local law enforcement, Sans was sure Red would be at least part of the reason for it if not the main cause.

"hurry sansy," Red spoke in a hush. "da law's gunnin' fer my ass."

With an eye roll, Sans started working on the inside hinges of the vent opening. Red was lucky this space prison was one of the older ones that still had the old ventilation shafts in place. They were designed to keep a prisoner in, not to keep someone out. Pretty stupid, but who could blame the designer from not thinking anyone was crazy enough to break into a high security prison.

Still stupid.

Too bad they were smart enough to upgrade their magic dampener technology.

Making quick work of the hinges and alarms connected to them, Sans had the vent open in record time. Red grabbed the vent cover from the other side and made sure it didn't make a noise.

"great job, sweetheart." Red leaned towards Sans' skull that was peering from the vent opening, non-existent lips puckered up for a kiss, only to end up with a bony palm smacking his face. "umph? wha'-"

"no what's red." Sans deadpanned at him. "you don't deserve it."

"ey' no! sweetheart!" The whine that followed those words almost broke Sans' resolve but he managed to keep strong.

"nope."

"... fine. but imma get one when we get out."

"we'll see. just don't get us in more trouble."

"wha'dya mean sweetheart?" Red innocently asked. "i ain't never done no such thing."

Just as he said that, his right hand shot up to his chest and he lost his grip on the vent cover. Sans watched the heavy thing slip from Red's hands in slow motion, doing one elegant spin before it hit the metal floor with one edge, then bounced off, hit a few more times and then spun and flopped around a few times until it stilled. The noise it made echoed through the cell and the space beyond it like an old huge church bell. Then went quiet. Sans and Red stayed frozen in their spot as everything quieted down, holding their breaths as they listened for any sound of movement from the hall beyond the bars of the door.

A moment passed and just as they were about to relax a new blaring noise started to scream through the prison.

Alarm.

Escape alarm.

"shit!" Red swore as he started climbing into the vent while Sans quickly crawled back.

Once Red was in and Sans managed to turn around they started quickly crawling through the vents. Hopefully, they would manage to get to the spot Sans used to infiltrate the prison, once there they would be safe.

"faster sansy!"

"i know!"

"yer gonna get us caught!"

“me?!" Sans couldn't stop the incredulity from making his voice pitch uncharacteristically high. "i knew this would happen. i knew and i still came back for you like the idiot that i am!”

That was the last straw.

Red was gonna pay extra for this.

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Hope you like it Seren!! :D

I admit I changed the line a little bit ("came back with you" into "came back for you") but my excuse is... I read it wrong when the idea sparked >.>;;;

I was sure it said for you XD

Welp, it's close enough ;P

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

What if S/O and the skeletons accidentally joined lethal company? 🤔

Undertale Sans - He's chilling in the spaceship, sleeping through his teammates screaming for help in the talkie-walkie. He only teleports his S/O back into the ship when they get too silent so they don't get hurt. Don't ask him more than that, he's not exactly an adventurer, he's a couch potato.

Undertale Papyrus - He's trying to keep everyone under his command because they're all doing everything wrong and he swears to Asgore he's going to have a mental breakdown. S/O then comes to him so happy because they found a rubber duckie and they're so happy. Papyrus swears to protect the plastic duck from all harm and completely forgets what the mission was.

Underswap Sans - He found a gun, and now he's laughing hysterically, shooting at the alien monsters trying to eat his crewmates. You all manage to get back into the spaceship safely thanks to him, but then you all can see him riding a giant spider outside, screaming excitedly and you decide to leave him there lol.

Underswap Papyrus - Your crewmates forgot he's allergic to wasps and asked him to go fetch a wasp nest, without telling him the wasps will attack him. Poor Honey is now running for his life, screaming for help as he tries to literally not die, the angry wasps chasing him around. He still has the nest though and somehow brings it back to the ship. He then proceeds to pass out on the floor.

Underfell Sans - He saw a weird disk on the floor but got too scared to pick it up. So he pushed S/O on it and watched in awe as S/O exploded. Oh. It was a mine. It makes more sense now. ... Oh shit, he just exploded his S/O.

Underfell Papyrus - A random monster suddenly falls on his head and tries to choke him. Edge runs like a bull into a wall several times until the alien is mashed. He has weird green blood everywhere on him but he looks so badass when he finally comes back in the spaceship as everyone thought he was dead.

Horrortale Sans - He gets lost in the corridors and decides to sit in a corner and wait for someone to teleport him back into the ship. When S/O actually teleports him back, thinking he died, everyone realizes Oak somehow finds the most expensive thing from the location. He's so confused why everyone is cheering him. He did literally nothing but pick a random thing on the floor as he waited, bored.

Horrortale Papyrus - He's in the spaceship, losing his mind because his S/O doesn't know their right and left hand and keeps running towards the danger. He's having anxiety and his voice is more and more hysterical as you continue to mess up.

Swapfell Sans - You told him to be very careful as aliens might want to lay eggs in his stomach. He waits for all his crewmates to get out of the spaceships, locks the doors, and leaves lol. Get eaten first, he's out of here! Have fun dying.

Swapfell Papyrus - He hears everyone screaming and dying, but he doesn't understand. Somehow, he never sees any monster down there. He picks things up calmly, having fun, and goes back to the spaceship without a scratch. At this point, he thinks his friends are hallucinating and that he's the only one sane. But it's ok. He can play pretend for them.

Fellswap Gold Sans - He engaged in a battle of stare with one of the monsters and he refuses to lose. Everyone begs him after an hour to let go as everyone knows he's the winner since he can't blink, but Wine is not satisfied and refuses. S/O takes the talkie and says he better bring his ass back in the spaceship or they're coming to get him. Wine ignores them. S/O teleports him forcefully into the spaceship and both of them immediately start arguing. Wine is so pissed off.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He's hiding. Everyone trusted him to bring the objects they salvaged to the spaceship. Coffee fell on the way to the ship and all the objects fell into quicksand and now it's gone forever. Coffee is scared everyone will get mad at him so he found a cave and decided to hide there until he's sure no one is mad at him lol.

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Ateez “You fall asleep on their shoulder”

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Hongjoong: 

The couch in Eden’s studio was so soft, too soft truly. This was supposed to be a day where you learned more about what Hongjoong did behind the scenes but you found yourself dozing off instead. It wasn’t that you didn’t find it interesting, you did, the day was just horribly long and this experience did make you admire Hongjoong even more. You were just tired and you couldn’t imagine how Hongjoong felt doing this day and day out.

Your eyes drifted shut, your head gently falling onto Hongjoong’s shoulder as he explained something to Maddox. “and I was thinkin-ing- oh.” Hongjoong stuttered softly, feeling the weight of your head on his shoulder. It was cute and endearing, but he couldn’t help but laugh a little bit. Knowing you, you would be embarrassed if he didn’t wake you up so he gently shook you. Seeing your disoriented expression for a split moment before springing awake fully, acting like nothing happened. 

“Does my day bore you?.... Well I understand, we can leave early and get a good nights rest together.” 

Seonghwa: 

Your day was quite possibly one of the worst you had experienced in a very long time. Normally, you would simply go home and just drink a glass of wine and destress but today had reached new levels. You just wanted Seonghwa and found yourself at the dorms, explaining to him what happened while fighting tears. Once he saw how emotional you were, he ushered you to his room for privacy. 

“It’ll be okay.”  He cooed, stroking your hair as you sat next to him in bed. Seonghwa had been doing this for the last half an hour, after listening to your rant and giving advice. It was clear you were exhausted, your day having taken alot out of you. To say he was worried was an understatement, but he knew he couldn’t do much other than be there for you. He was truly only relieved seeing you were asleep, meaning that you were finally feeling more at peace. 

“If I could fight all the demons in the world for you, I would.” 

Yunho:

It wasn’t everyday you got to spend hours without break with Yunho and it wasn’t everyday you actually got the option to go and do something fun either. So when the opportunity presented itself to go running around an amusement park like crazy middle schoolers, you took it. Going on every ride, taking pictures everywhere and eating nearly every food item you could see. Needless to say, it was tiring while also being ridiculously fun. 

You were ridiculously comfortable in the car back home, his manager driving as you two sat in the backseat. You truly felt like kids again, your matching headbands on the tops of your heads. Yunho’s fingers toyed with yours, not noticing just how sleepy you were until your headband tickled his cheek and the weight of your head landed on his shoulder. With his free hand, he carefully took off your headband and fixed your hair. 

“Today was fun, baby. I want more days like this together.” 

Yeosang: 

Couch potato days were few and far between. While you both did have them, it wasn’t often though that you had them together. It was rare and so you wanted to make a good day out of it, junk food, skincare, dramas and maybe even some video games. You had spent the whole day having relaxed fun with him and now you could feel yourself crashing. 

“We can go to bed if you’re tired.” He remarked, catching you yawn as you turned on your next movie of the evening. “No, no, I’m not tired.” You lied, not wanting to waste a second you had with him and knowing the next day was back to your normal schedules. Yeosang knew you were lying but simply pulled you to lay against him. Though he severly underestimated just how tired you were, feeling you dead asleep on his shoulder within 15 minutes. Yeosang had to bite back a laugh, covering his mouth a carefully turning down the tv. 

“Next time just tell me, I don’t mind going to bed early.” 

San: 

His job consisted of a lot of waiting, waiting in cars, waiting for standby, waiting for your makeup to be done. It was a normal thing that San brought you along because he would hardly have time with you otherwise. You would play games, read, talk, make up for some lost time. 

Though this music video was proving longer to film that anticipated and you were both absolutely exhausted. He still needed to film though and while you were trying your hardest to keep him energized while waiting on the sidelines, you found yourself drifting off on his shoulder. “Baby, if you’re sleeping what am I supposed to do?” San asked, stroking your head and lifting it off of his shoulder. He made you look at him and you just pouting, him allowing your head to drop into his chest. “But Sannie I’m so tired.” You whined, shutting your eyes again. 

“It’s okay, You can go to sleep. I’ll wake you when it’s my turn.” 

Mingi: 

Mingi was your person, in every single way and if you ask him he would fight the world. Well right now, you just needed him to hold you. You needed his comfort, you needed him to feel better and Mingi was ready to do just that. Fingers laced with yours as your head rested on his shoulder. He was your pillar and today you needed that more than anything. 

He was speaking with you about random things, anything that came to mind to distract you. “And so in the show, the guy’s hair turned a flaming red when he got angry-” Mingi explained and you hummed in response, not having the energy anymore. Mingi understood that, the things he was saying weren’t important anyways only the way you felt was and it seemed like you were feeling better. He continued talking, explaining random things from his show only garnering no more response. Glancing down at his shoulder, he could see that you were entirely passed out which was a relief. 

“Todays bad day is gone now, get some rest and tomorrow will be better. I’ll personally make sure of it.” 

Wooyoung: 

While you had had a busy day, you didn’t want to cancel out on your plans to go out to dinner with Wooyoung and his friends. Over the years he had aquired so many friends and they were all important to him, so the evening was guaranteed to be a long one. Not that it bothered you, you were simply a little tired. 

You had enjoyed a great time with his friends, laughing, talking and eating good food. It was late but you were still drinking, Wooyoung’s arm having found it’s way around your shoulders while chatting away. You were starting to feel super drowsy, head fall onto his shoulder every few minutes. However you couldn’t fight it much longer, head fully falling onto his shoulder into a light sleep. “Is Y/N okay?” One of Wooyoung’s friends asked as Wooyoung laughed a little at you. He fixed some of your stray hairs gently and turned back to his friends. 

“Work’s been stressfull, so they’re a little tired. We should probably head home soon.” 

Jongho: 

Being clingy wasn’t something you normally did because you knew Jongho wasn’t the biggest fan of it. Though when you were tired you really couldn’t help yourself, it was like being drunk, your body acted before you could really think about it and Jongho could tell. Jongho, however didn’t mind. He often knew you better than you knew yourself and could tell that exhaustion was the main contributer to this. 

Your arms were wrapped tightly around his waist as he sat in the dorm living room, talking with some of the members about upcoming schedules. His arm was wrapped around you, hand tracing circles into your back and making your whole body feel warm and cozy. It would have been harder not to fall asleep, so you let your body go. Jongho knew you were drifting off, making him stutter as he spoke and look at you with a small smile. 

“If this was anyone else I would have shaken you awake, but I love you so I won’t.” 

[obanais-koibito]

𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐱 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

As the days flew by, you and Rengoku learned more about each other and your different worlds. You introduced Rengoku to different foods and he enjoyed all of them but his favorite was by far the sweet potatoes. Even though it has only been a couple of days, you and Rengoku were practically inseparable. Currently, you were fixing Rengoku’s sixth plate of sweet potatoes and he was talking about how much he liked this world better than his own.

“This world is filled with so much exhilaration and entertainment! There is so much to do and to eat, back home, it was the same thing everyday. Wake up, hunt for blood, and if we’re lucky, maybe we could get our hands on human blood but it’s not likely.”

He said as you placed the plate in front of him and his eye’s immediately lit up. He placed the potatoes in his mouth and like always, he exclaimed.

“Umai!”

You both continued talking until you eventually heard a knock on the door. You went to go get it and when you opened the door, you saw Shinobu along with a man with deep blue eyes.

“Hello Y/n, this is the vampire I summoned, his name is Giyu and he’s depressed and quiet so don’t expect him to answer if you ask him something.”

She giggled and he just looked at her and sighed. You let them inside and went to grab Rengoku to introduce him to Shinobu.

“Shinobu, I did the spell that you did and this is the vampire I summoned, his name is-“

“Kyojuro Rengoku! Oh, hello Giyu! It’s been awhile since I last saw you, how have you been?”

Shinobu’s eyes widened and she glanced back and forth between the two vampires.

“Ara? Tomioka, I thought you didn’t have any friends?”

Giyu glanced at her before turning back to Rengoku and greeting him back.

“I’ve been alright, it’s nice to see you again.”

“Anyways, I see the spell worked Y/n, how has it been so far?”

Shinobu asked as she sat down next to you on the couch.

“It’s been great! Rengoku has told me so much information about the world he and Giyu come from.”

You told Shinobu the information Rengoku told you about while Giyu and Rengoku (mostly Rengoku) talked and caught up with each other. Shinobu noticed how much you loved to talk about Rengoku and the faint blush that would creep up on your cheeks whenever Rengoku laughed or glanced at you.

“Y/n, could we perhaps go practice a spell I’ve been curious about, it will only take a couple minutes.”

You agreed and left the vampires and went down into your basement. Once you got down there and were about to grab supplies, she stopped you.

“Oh, we don’t need anything, I just wanted to ask you something without them hearing us.”

“Oh? Okay, what did you want to ask me then?”

“I noticed that you and Rengoku have grown very attached to each other and what I find especially interesting, I keep seeing you blush whenever Rengoku is mentioned or looks at you. Do you perhaps have a crush on your guardian?”

Your eyes widened a bit and you felt a warm blush form on your cheeks. You started fidgeting and were unable to directly meet her eyes.

“I don’t k-know what you are talking about or insinuating…he is just my guardian nothing more, nothing less.”

Shinobu giggled and waved you off, she obviously didn’t believe you.

“Sure sure, whatever you say Y/n-San~”

You felt your blush darken and you shook your head.

“S-shut up!”

Meanwhile with the boys, Rengoku was going on and on about how much better his life is with you in the mortal realm and eventually Giyu sighed and cut him off mid sentence.

“You like them, don’t you?”

Rengoku was shocked by Giyu’s sudden words as he was not expecting him to talk at all, he cleared his throat as he sweat dropped.

“That is uh a bold accusation my friend, I can assure you that I did not fall in love with the person I am supposed to be protecting.”

Giyu raised an eyebrow, unfazed and sighed again.

“You’re bad at lying, and I simply asked if you liked them and based on your response.”

“Y-you are mistaken! Even if I did like them, I couldn’t do anything about it because they summoned me to protect them, not to seduce them.”

Giyu shook his head when they heard you and Shinobu coming up the stairs.

“How was your spell?”

Giyu asked and before you could say anything, Shinobu said.

“Nosy are you Tomioka?”

Giyu exhaled while you and Rengoku kept glancing between them.

“I was just asking, no need to be so rude.”

“Me being rude?”

Shinobu scoffed and was about to insult him when you just awkwardly laughed and tried to get away from this conversation.

“Anyways! Why don’t we go outside for a walk or something? Maybe go get some ice cream or go look at the scenery?”

“Oooh, I would love to Y/n but unfortunately, I have some stuff to do at home, thank you for letting us stay with you a bit and I’ll see you some other time!”

Shinobu said and after you and Rengoku said your farewells to them, Shinobu yanked poor Giyu out the door. 

“So you and Giyu knew each other before you guys were summoned?”

You asked him and he just stared at you with a smile on his face, he was captivated by you and was lost in thought. 

“Rengoku? Rengokuuu, are you there?”

He stayed silent as a multitude of different scenarios were racing through his mind. You tugged his shirt but he still didn’t answer you and you took a deep breath before placing a quick but soft kiss on his cheek and that’s when he finally snapped back to reality. His cheeks turned a crimson red and he was extremely confused.

“Huh? Uh what was that for?”

“You were just staring at me while I was trying to talk to you and even when I was tugging you, you wouldn’t answer me.”

That’s when he was filled with embarrassment, he was so lost in thought that he completely forgot that you were there.

“O-oh, I apologize Y/n, I was um thinking about something.”

You raised an eyebrow and questioned him.

“What were you thinking about exactly?”

He didn’t know what to say and before he could prepare a proper answer, words slipped out of his mouth.

“I like you a lot.”

[mindlessflare]

Apocalytickle, Chapter 4: Let’s Have a Party!!

Jenna, Emma and Dinah make it back upstairs before smelling Diana and Marissa’s handiwork in the kitchen. They also spot Ryan, Craig, and Sasha, fully clothed this time, waiting on the couch with a little red in their cheeks. Craig is wearing his green blazer and grey pants with white socks. Ryan is wearing his blue jacket with grey shorts and black socks. Sasha is wearing her favorite yellow top, covered by a dark green long sleeve top, her black skirt, and pink socks. Dinah smirked and ran over to the couch, jumping over and plopping next to her sister, startling her.

“EEK!” Sasha shrieked as Dinah wraps her arm around her, getting her in a choke hold.

“So, you thought you’d have a threesome without me?!” Dinah asked, clearly agitated by their fun from upstairs.

“Well, in her defense, Dinah,” Craig said, “It wouldn’t be a threesome if there were four people, now would it?” Craig smiled, cockily, as Dinah grinned evilly at him.

“Oh, just wait. I’ll get to each of you!!” Dinah said to Craig and Ryan, who tried his best to pretend he wasn’t there.

Dinah looked down at her sister, struggling to get loose from her choke hold, “Have you learned your lesson, Sasha?”

Sasha coughed, and squirmed, “Y-Yes...y-yes onee-san…”

“And what did you learn??” Dinah asked.

“A-Always...invite you...to group...sex…?” Sasha managed to get out.

“Very good!” Dinah said, smiling egotistically, as she pulled out some rope from underneath the couch and tied Sasha’s hands behind her back, and tied her ankles together, before moving to tickle her sides.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEEHEHEHEHEASE NOT THIS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Sasha begged, as she squirmed as hard as Emma and Dinah did downstairs.

“This is what you get for not thinking of your loving and caring big sister!!” Dinah said, as her nails danced all over Sasha’s sides and tummy. Dinah stopped after a few minutes of torture, but kept her sister pinned.

Jenna and Emma looked at the situation, and made their way to the kitchen drooling. Jenna drooling over the smell of steak, and Emma drooling at the sight of Sasha being tickled. Jenna wandered into the kitchen and saw Marissa, butt naked save for an apron, grilling up a large steak. The sizzling of the juices wafted the smell of beef into the air, and into Jenna’s nose. She swooned and looked around at what else there was for dinner. Jenna saw more cuts of steak, along with some mashed potatoes, beans, corn on the cob, chicken caesar salads, burgers, hot dogs, and a large triple stacked Boston Creme Pie. Jenna found Diana, putting the finishing touches on the corn with some butter, and scrambled over to her.

“Jeez, Diana-chan. Think you have enough food?” Jenna asked, eyeing the steaks.

“Well, there are eight of us, and possibly more. I only got an RSVP from you guys about the party, and what can I say? When I cook, I make a lot.” Diana explained.

“Believe me, so do I.” Jenna admitted, “And nice touch with Marissa and the apron.”

“The only way I let her cook.” Diana said, proudly, “...unless she’s deep frying something, then I make her put on clothes.”

“That’s fair.”

“And with that...dinner is done!” Diana proclaimed. “Come and get it guys!!”

With that declaration, the group scrambled into the kitchen. Jenna, being in there already, took advantage and grabbed a plate. She piled her plate with two huge cuts of rare steak, a side of potatoes, corn on the cob, a salad, and a couple of the burgers. Emma rushed in and grabbed a small piece of steak, some potatoes, two hot dogs, and a side salad. Diana grabbed a little bit of everything on her plate, save for the salad. Marissa prepared a plate with the same stuff as Diana, before she rushed off to put on her clothes. Ryan bolted into the kitchen, and piled his plate with hot dogs and beans. Craig, right behind him, piled his plate with burgers and corn. Dinah and Sasha made their plates with a salad, a small bowl of potatoes with the beans on top, half a husk of corn on the cob, and two steaks each, with Dinah’s steaks being well done. After preparing their plates, the group grabbed an assortment of alcohol, apple juice, or soda, and reconvenes on the couch for their feast.

“I don’t know how you two idiots can each have nothing but burgers and dogs.” Dinah said to Craig and Ryan, already in the process of stuffing their faces.

“Shut up!” Ryan said, “Hot dogs are like the best food. They’re protein, a neat shape. What else do you need?”

“How about a salad?” Jenna suggested, while already cutting apart her steaks.

“You’re one to talk, you’re going ham on that steak,” Craig countered, his mouth full of burger.

“I’ll get to my salad when I’m good and ready.” Jenna said, defending her stance, “And another thing: beans are gross!”

“Well, some of them like beans, so I made some. You don’t have to have any if you don’t want any, Jenna.” Diana said, eating her salad first.

Marissa scampered back in with a set of pajamas with little cats on them, “Is everyone enjoying their food?”

“Hell yeah!” Jenna said.

“It’s very tasty.” Emma complimented, enjoying her potatoes.

“Damn straight!” Ryan and Craig replied simultaneously, while stuffing their faces.

“Great job, Mari-chan.” Sasha said, eating quietly.

“You guys cooking is amazing.” Dinah said, munching on her corn.

Marissa blushed, smiling, as she sat down next to Diana and began eating herself.

“So…” Jenna asked, swallowing a piece of steak, “What’re we going to do tonight? Is this a party, or a dinner?”

“Can’t it be both?” Diana asked. “I have had Marissa pick up some games for us to play, plus truth or dare, and some scary stories.”

“Sounds more like a camp out, but I’m game,” Craig said, finishing his second to last burger.

“I hope everyone enjoys themselves…” Marissa said, happily.

After a few minutes, the group rested their tummies after a well cooked meal. Jenna licked the remaining juices of the steak off her fingers, while Emma stared at her drooling. Craig and Ryan let out a couple of strong burps, causing Jenna to blush. Diana chugged the last bit of her booze, and let out a belch as well, catching everyone off guard. Sasha and Dinah patted their tummies happily, and Marissa took the empty plates back to the kitchen and set them into the dishwasher before returning to the others.

“So, what should we do first?” Ryan asked.

“Hmm...I like the idea of scary stories. Did you have any good ones, Diana?” Craig asked.

Diana grinned, “As a matter of fact, I do. Does everyone know about that old asylum that’s at the top of the hill near the edge of town?”

“There’s an asylum?” Jenna asked.

“Oh, right. She’s not from this area,” Dinah remembered.

“Yes, there is, Jenna.” Diana said, “Rumor has it, there used to be a full faculty working up there to help people. Like an asylum would. But after a while, people stopped coming out. And it’s said to be because of this crazy doctor, who has a unique fetish for flesh. She likes teasing it, touching it, ripping it, and licking it. She took most of her patients, and eventually her fellow co-workers, and began experimenting on them…”

Emma gulped and clung onto Jenna, “W-W-What kind of e-e-e-experiments does she do on them...?”

Diana giggled, “Well, if you believe the rumors, she would experiment on them to make them into zombies who crave the sounds of laughter and the taste of flesh. She’d warp their minds and change their bodies into expert ticklers to render her victims helpless!”

Sasha squeaked in fear, hiding her face in her sister’s arms.

“Oh come on,” Dinah said, “That’s totally dumb.”

“You may say so,” Diana said, “But they say that at night, the people around town can hear the echoes of insane laughter, and lights coming from the old condemned asylum. Some say she’s still up there, trying to perfect her ‘tickle zombies’, until everyone is trapped in helpless laughter forever…Muahaha!”

Jenna chuckled, clapping her hands, “Nice one, Diana. A little too heavy on your tickle fetish, but not bad.”

“Thank you, Jenna,” Diana said, “But I’ve talked with people who say they have seen lights coming from that old place. I don’t know how true the rest of it is, but it may mean something is still going on up there.”

Ryan chuckled, “Maybe a Frankenstein monster is being built.” Emma giggled at his response.

Craig grinned, sipping his drink, “I dunno. Sounds a bit sketchy if you ask me. We should go and see if we can find anything up there.”

“Nah,” Diana said, “I’m too lazy. Besides, we can have all the fun we need right here.”

“Plus, I’d rather not be turned into a tickle zombie…” Sasha said meekly.

“Or trapped as someone’s prisoner…” Emma added, still holding onto Jenna.

“I won’t let anyone touch you, baby.” Jenna said, protectively.

“Thanks, Jenna.” Emma said, snuggling into her chest.

“Mistress, it’s already 7:00,” Marissa said.

“Thanks, Marissa.” Diana said, “Well, everyone, the night is still young. Let’s have some fun!”

“Yeah!” shouted the collective ensemble of characters as they proceeded to play Old Maid, Cards Against Humanity, Twister, Truth or Dare, and a number of other party games. The group continued to laugh, drink and have fun enjoying one another’s company. One by one, each member gave into their food comas, and with a lack of energy from the day they had, began to fall asleep.

[lunarsun12]

Husband Vs Husband

Masterlist

Previous Episode

The angry Yeonjun stormed into the Ateez dorm very early in the morning. Poor Hongjong was half asleep as Yunho get him awake, all night his screaming when he was beating Yeosang at Mario Kart.

Poor Hongjong didn’t realise somone picked him up and ran out of the door. Which Seonghwa saw, what is happening and to try chase them but Yeonjun was too fast. Yeonjun thought it will be a good idea to keep Hongjoong there until Soobin gets jealous saying he miss him. Until it took turn for the worse

What an earth happened to Hongjong and Yeonjun?

Hongjoong and Yeonjun Private Chat

Today 13:00

Yeonjun🐯: Why did you leave! We were having so much fun!

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: You grabbed me like a sack of potatoes like it’s nothing from my nap couch

Yeonjun🐯: Hey! If I don’t grabbed would we be talking!

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: You sort out with you Soobin whatever he is called!

Yeonjun🐯: Are you sassing my Soobinie?

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: What? No! I’m tired I’m going back home!

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: Where am I?

Yeonjun🐯: You don’t need to know!Please just comeback, I won’t hurt you. I just need Soobinie to be jealous and we can go back home.

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: Wait a second, Soobin like bread uncle Soobin

Yeonjun🐯: Yes the one bestie with your lover Seonghwa

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: I don’t like him, he is too close to my Seonghwa

Yeonjun🐯: Don’t you mean your Seongwha is close to my Soobin?

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: Well tell him to stay away from my hwa. He is soooo annoying

Yeonjun🐯: EXCUSE ME! DON’T CALL SOOBINIE THAT!

Yeonjun🐯: Your little hwa, is a crybaby!

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: TAKE THAT BACK!

Hongjoong🏴‍☠️: Come one fight me! I ain’t scared! I may be tiny but I have powerful kicks

Yeonjun🐯: I like to see you try! You will pay for insulting my Soobin

Meanwhile while, Yeonjun and Hongjoong were busy fighting. Seongwha and Soobin was at Seonghwa house.

Soobin: Hwa, it’s okay. Yeonjunnie won’t lay a finger on him

Seonghwa: *sniffs*

Soobin: I didn’t expect Yeonjunnie to actually come and took your Hongjoong away

Whilst Seonghwa was busy crying. No one noticed that Beomgyu has secretly tagged a long to find Yeosang along with his baby brother Kai. Beomgyu happens to bump into San, which lead to Kai blurting big scary man.

San: Who you calling big man!?

Heuningkai: Beomgyu…he is giving me the evils (that how San eyes are)

Beomgyu: Oh you the idiot plush guy, which Yeosang talked to about. Hiiii, I hope we become friends

After that statement, Beomgyu left a very confused San

San: Idiot plush guy?

San: THE SHIBA NAPPER

Without hesitation San chased after the two brothers until he met with Jongho. Who not so politely asked San to tell Seonghwa to shut up. San went to the living room, to check up on his Eomma (he is too scared to tell him shut up, in case he gets the broom to the face)

San: Eomma why you are crying! Oh hello Uncle Bread! *bows*

Soobin: It’s nothing go and play with wooyoung

Seonghwa: WAIT A SECOND, THE TRACKER

Many hours later

Back Soobin and Seonghwa Private Chat

Seongwha🌸: How’s Yeonjun is he okay?

Soobin🍞: I wasn’t expecting to see them fighting in the boxing rink

Soobin🍞: Yes he is okay but pouty. I have to change your name to my mum’s name. He is still sensitive

Soobin🍞: What about Hongjong? Is he okay? Yeonjun can get aggressive when mad. Don’t get me started last week where I chase a mother and his child down the street

Seongwha🌸: I never seen Hongjoong, so cuddly before. Saying he is glad to be safe and won’t let go

Seongwha🌸: Is it the viral video, I saw somone called Sunoo was so angry. He got his YouTube channel taken away

Soobin🍞: You know everything wow!

Seongwha🌸: If you have evil plotting kids, you learn to be snoop fast

Soobin🍞: My kids are angels 😇

Seongwha🌸: Sure…

Seongwha🌸: Why were they fighting in the first place

Soobin🍞: YOU TRASHY HUSBAND INSULTED ME

Seongwha🌸: Soobin?

Soobin🍞: Soobin is not here! He went to the bathroom! No way he texts his Eomma so long!!

Soobin🍞: I’m so sorry about Yeonjun! I don’t know how he figure it out. I have 10mins before he comes out of the shower

Seongwha🌸: Hongjoong is passed out on the couch. He must have been so tired

Soobin🍞: Wait a second, I think they might have got in argument because of us. Cause Yeonjunnie only gets like this when somone says something bad about me

Seongwha🌸: That Hongjoong and he is mouth. He says random things when tired

Seongwha🌸: Why did he has to mess with that Yeonjun-

Soobin🍞: I think we should lay low for while. Once they cool off see you soon Hwa

[ask-potato-sans]

So when is this set? Is it before Frisk fell? If so, Sans, you seriously never left the house?! Even to go to Grillby's?!

Yeah, it's sort of set when Frisk fell into the underground a little late than usual, and basically Sans was always taking laziness to the next level in this AU.

[eljeebee]

Sid and Louie was fast asleep in Sid's bedroom. Elizabeth tucked the both of them, before closing the bedroom. She had set aside Louie's backpack beside Sid's wardrobe. Then, she, too, retired to her bedroom.

In the middle of the night, Elizabeth heard knocks on her bedroom door. She jolted awake, before groaning. She opened her lights before opening her door.

Sid was holding Louie's hand, who was trying to stifle his sniffles.

"Auntie, I think Louie's not used to sleepovers," Sid said.

Elizabeth knelt down, "Do you want me to call your mom and dad?"

Louie nodded, hiccupping. "I—I'm so so—sorry. I want to have sleep—sleepovers but I can't sleep without—with—without Mama and Papa in—in the haw—house!"

"Oh, darling," Elizabeth took Louie in her embrace, rubbing his back. "It's fine. Here, stay with Sid in the couch, I'll call Mister and Missus Davis."

Louie nodded, rubbing his eyes. Sid led him down to their living room. He stuttered, sniffling, "I—I'm really sorry Si—Sid. I really wa—wanted to have a sleepover with you."

"It's okay, Lou," Sid patted his back as they sat in the couch. "I don't want to continue this sleepover if you're uncomfortable. It's not gonna be fun if you're gonna be sad."

"Thanks Sid," Lou hugged her. Sid hugged him back squeezing him.

Elizabeth was trying to call Jason Davis. When he didn't pick up, she tried calling Sophia. She answered by the first ring!

"Hello?" voice still heavy from sleep.

"Hi, this is Elizabeth Swanson from Manzanita Terrace? Sorry to disturb your sleep, Missus Davis," Elizabeth said,

"Oh. Oh! Miss Elizabeth. It's fine, fine. What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"Missus, Louie woke up crying. He said he can't sleep without the two of you," Elizabeth explained. "I think he's not used to sleeping without his parents in one roof."

"I'm so sorry, Miss Elizabeth. I'll be there to pick him up as soon as possible. I hope this didn't bother you."

"No, no! It's nothing. I don't want the child to be uncomfortable."

"Thank you, Miss. I'll head out now."

"Okay, please take care. I'll wait for you outside our house."

When the call ended, Elizabeth hurriedly went back to Sid's bedroom and neatly repacked Louie's things. She came back to the living room, making Louie wear a jacket over his pyjamas.

"Your mom's going to pick you up, okay?" Elizabeth said, fixing his bed hair by running her fingers through it. "I'll call you when she's here."

Louie nodded.

Elizabeth wrapped her thick coat around her night slip-covered body. Even thought it doesn't snow in San Sequoia, it can get chilly. Especially in winter. Through the lampposts, she saw a woman jogging down the street to her house.

Elizabeth quickly unlocked the gate, walking out the curb and waving at the woman. The woman was Sophia Davis. Sophia gave her a quick embrace, apologizing.

"It's alright," Elizabeth patted her back before leading her inside the house.

"Mama!" Louie cried, running to his mother. Sophia knelt down and embraced his son.

"There, there," Sophia patted his son's back. When he let go, she picked up his backpack. "I'm sorry, Miss Elizabeth and Sid. We'll make it up to you next time."

"It's okay, Missus David!" Sid said, nodding. "Once Louie is fine with sleepovers we can have it again!"

"That's kind of you to say, Sid," Sophia smiled at Sid, petting her hair.

Elizabeth and Sid walked them to the gate. The former hugging Sid as she wrapped her with her coat. They waved good bye to Sophia and Louie.

Morning came, and Sid and Elizabeth sat at their living room, eating breakfast.

"How was your sleepover, Sid?" Elizabeth asked. "I'm sorry if it wasn't the way you wanted."

"It's fine, Auntie!" Sid shook her head, taking a bite of a leftover baked potato. "I had fun playing with Louie anyways!"

"Then that's good!"

"Just sad we can't continue it to Saturday...," Sid frowned for a bit.

"It's okay, Sid." Elizabeth smiled. "I can make it up to you!"

"Really?!"

"Why don't we dress fancy? I can cook something nice, and then we can take some pictures!" Elizabeth suggested.

"I'd love to!"

"Then we better get ready!"

For lunch, Elizabeth made a grand meal of Ham! They ate their Ham dinner, dressed up nice and fancy.

After eating, and washing their dishes, Elizabeth set up their camera.

"Come here, you pretty little girl!" Elizabeth couldn't contain her cuteness aggression and gave Sid smooches. Sid giggled.

They took a few shots, and voila!

New pictures hanging on their living room wall!

Elizabeth gazed at their pictures with admiration. "Charlie, I think...I think what I'm doing is right." She whispered.

[thebelljarwriter]

What More Could You Ask?

I'M BACK!! and fully confident to write again :]

get ready for TWO story posts from yours truly. for today's prompt

Day 18: Coming home — Kitchen dancing — Sleeping in

Summary: Benjamin Morrison and Kelsey Scott are like the odd couple, but maybe Ben likes it that way.

It was a busy month lately for bone tired Benjamin Morrison. The sun was beginning to set over the skyscrapers of San Francisco, a home that Ben wasn’t so comfortable calling home yet, he still missed the familiarity of his old life back at New York, he was practically raised by the entire city of Staten Island with his two sisters Candy and Amber. When he left for college, there he met the self proclaimed proud Califorian Kelsey Scott when Benjamin enrolled at Stanford in Berkeley. Honest to God, Ben hadn’t thought his slacker friend would even go to an expensive college like Stanford.

 They had been roommates up until they graduated, but even after so, the two made a plan to live together when Ben would find an apartment. Ben hadn’t been exactly sure why he thought to live with his college roommate, but he assumed it had something to do with family troubles with the way Kelsey avoided the discussion of family matters. 

 They had been living in San Francisco for almost a year now, Ben thought it’d been a good plan to live here. Being close to the sea reminded him of Staten Island. He parked his car by the curb, and dug through his pockets for the house key. 

***

When Ben came home, the first thing that caught his eye was the kitchen. When he walked in, there was already a freshly made plate for him on the table, it had been steak and some mashed potatoes and peas on the side. Despite what you could take from Kelly’s appearance as your stereotypical californian slacker, he was actually a good cook. Most of the time, Ben didn't have the time to make a meal, he had a habit of running late so he often skipped breakfast, forgetting his lunch and sometimes coming home late from working overtime. 

 Picking up the plate, he made his way to the living room. Kelly had already been asleep, his own plate of steak and potatoes half eaten with a movie playing. Ben kind of envied him at that moment, Kelly didn’t really have a job, he just stayed home doing whatever, reading a magazine, bothering the neighbors, plotting his revenge against his summer camp rival. Ben plopped himself on the couch and set his plate down, the tv was playing a nineties comedy film with some sort of popular actor from that decade. Kelly had a thing for those cheesy comedy films from way back, often quoting them or making a reference whenever he decided to try and flirt with any woman in the apartment building. 

 Kelly stirred, waking up to see Ben sitting beside him, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as Ben started to dig into his plate. He stretched, letting out a small noise and yawned before sinking himself into the soft cushion of the couch.

 “Howdy, Benny.” Kelly sleepily murmured. 

 “Have a nice nap?” Ben remarked between chewing, giving him a lopsided smile. 

 “Guess so, by the way I did the laundry.”

 “Surprised,” Ben mumbled, “it took you, what, yesterday for you to do that?”

 “A thank you would be nice.”

 Silence, and Ben mumbled, “thank you, Kelsey.”

 Kelsey grinned, “that’s more like it Benny boy.”

 “Don’t call me Benny boy.”

 The conversation died out after that, with the two men sitting together side by side watching the television. Right now it was playing a movie about some alien family with pointy heads, Ben grimaced as Kelly seemed to be mildly enjoying it. It wouldn’t be long until Ben decided on putting on a late night show, those had typically been his favorites, Kelsey’s not so much. Different strokes for different folks, I suppose, Ben seeing Kelly beginning to doze off once more when the host had begun to ramble about the latest thing. He tried to, really he did, but he really couldn’t help but smile. Kelly was like a housecat almost, whether that be sleeping, having occasional bursts of energy, or just… simply being beside him. What more could Ben ask for? He looked down at his plate, realizing he hadn’t eaten much, only half of his steak and only a few pieces of the potato. He shrugged, he was a little too tired to eat anyway. 

 He decided to save it for later, leaning himself into the cushions like Kelly and shut his eyes, before finally, he leaned against Kelly’s shoulder, drifting off to slumber. 

 Really, what more could Ben ever ask for? 

[mayullla]

Title: Closet pervert's jealousy

Character(s): Kakashi Hatake (Naruto)

Summary: (Request) Kakashi didn't like that you were talking to your "flatmate" who was giving you those lustful eyes and trying flirting with you. So what did he do? He took you... On one hand, he is glad that you didn't notice your flatmate flirting with you but on the other hand please notice already!!

Warnings/tags: Fem!reader, slight yandere themes

“What are you doing?” You yelled in surprise when Kakashi suddenly took you in his arms and carried you away from someone to whom you were talking to. He just suddenly lifted you and placed you over his shoulder like a potato sack

“I just wanted to speak to you that is all~” Kakashi drawed out, ignoring the punches that you tried to give him but unable to really hurt him in the end. “Eh?! But why so suddenly? Also don't you dare touch there!”

Kakashi’s hand was very near to your bum, which he quickly retracted holding you on your thighs instead So that you won't fall from his shoulder.

“Pervert.”

“Mah mah, ____ I am not rea-”

“Closet pervert.”

“...Mah, ____ you wound me.”

You let him carry you somewhere, letting him jump house to house as you looked at the ground from your position. You used to scream when he does that but now not so much. You trust him. You trust that he would not drop you.

Kakashi's heartbeat in happiness at the fact that you trust your life to him.

“So who is that person?” He asked mid-jump, you looked at the people going on with their day in a daze waiting to be finally let down on the ground. “Hmmm? Oh, them huh. He is an acquaintance who lives near my flat. They helped me with my groceries a few times we met. He also gave me a rose once, because I looked a bit down once which was very sweet of him to do so.” You said without much thought.

You didn't notice the pause on Kakashi’s step and when Kakashi finally let you down, you two were on a balcony of his home. He placed you on his lap as he raped his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him. “Kakashi san?” You called

He didn't respond, just kept you closed as he thought up ways to have that man gone from your life. Blackmailing? Or maybe he should just kill that man but how? Genjustu? Or should he use his dogs, they like you a lot so they would be glad to do something like tear a person who might steal you.. hmmm many ideas.

He was brought back to reality when you placed your hands on his cheeks and made him look into your eyes. You were so close, very close he could practically smell the hair care product you used for your hair.

“Kakashi, are you alright? Earth to Kakashi?” You called out. Finally, Kakashi answered, “What is the matter ____”

“Let me go, you are holding me too tightly.”

Kakashi's hands slackened a bit but it was enough for you to remove yourself from him. You walked into his home looking around and grimaced “You should clean this place up a bit, Kakashi san.”

You without much thought started cleaning his dishes. He occasionally invites you to his home while he doesn't let you into his room. You were free to roam around and one day when you weren't able to stand how unclean the place was you started doing small things here and there helping out. Cleaning the dishes, occasionally cooking or bringing food that was not taken out or ramen, removing his clothes from the couch and tossing it to him ordering him to do his laundry.

You didn't notice Kakashi’s heart eyes staring at you lovingly, he wished he could just lock you up here and make you his wife just like that. But not now, he still needs to prepare some things but also because he wants you to come willingly... not forced.

Ahh, he doesn't know. With how innocent you were, would you ever notice? He hopes you do, he doesn't know how long he could wait and if somebody really ends up liking you he won't just sit back and let you be taken away.

Just notice already!

[baekhansol]

relief & reassurance

pairing: san x reader, wooyoung x reader (both san & wooyoung are doms, reader is sub)

genres: comfort, angst-ish, smut, completely self indulgence | rating: mature ! do not interact if a minor

word count: 3812

plot: you're feeling down, and your boyfriends try to make you feel better

warnings: depression, self hatred, skin picking disorder, body weight insecurity, polyamourous relationship, nipple/ breast play, fingering, sex toy usage, oral, bdsm themes, doms/sub relationships, orgasm denial & control, squirting, spanking, choking, biting/marking/slight scratching, a bit of hair pulling, slight teasing, use of pet names (princess, good girl), bulge kink, creampie, unprotected sex (please be safe!!), doggystyle, praise kink, multiple orgasm, pain kink(?), threesome, use of the color light system (just check-ins, no safe word use), subspace, and sweet sweet aftercare - as usual, let me know if I missed anything!

a/n: this is a very very self indulgent fic. a very special thanks to @sugasbabiie for beta reading this for me and pointing out some things that I needed to change 💜💜💜

You felt disgusting, broken, and just downright depressed. You were supposed to hang out with San for the night, but he was running late. So you went ahead and ordered takeout, getting his favorite. Ever since you started dating him and Wooyoung, you would take time to have a date night with them separately and together. That way, you wouldn't always be the victim of their teasing.

You hear San unlocking the door, so you do your best to act fine as you go over to greet him.

"I'm glad you're finally here!" You say, pulling him into a hug.

"Hi baby," he says, his dimples appearing as he hugs you back. "It smells delightful," San adds, pulling back and looking at you. His eyebrow twitches, and you're afraid he is going to ask what was wrong, but instead, he takes off his shoes.

"I'm glad! I bought your favorite barbecue, and I think it might still be warm," you tell him, clapping your hands once as you go to check, San trailing behind.

"Did you already eat?" He checks, looking at you sternly as he breaks the wooden chopsticks.

"Yes, and if you want proof, it's in the trash can," you say, looking down and away.

"Alright," he says, his voice softening immediately. "Go turn something you like on, okay? I'll eat and then clean up."

You nod and kiss his cheek, going back and turning on the show you've been marathoning. San comes and sits next to you, eating and half-heartedly paying attention.

You lean against his shoulder and curl up into your blanket, trying to relax. Your insecurities were getting the better of you.

When San finishes his food, he kisses your cheek. "I'll be back in a few," he says, and you know he is going to shower.

"Make sure to brush your teeth!"

"I will," San responds with a chuckle.

When San returns from cleaning up, you hadn't realized you zoned out from the show and started crying. He turns off the TV and pulls you into his lap slowly, giving you the opportunity to pull away.

You don't, so you end up letting out a soft sob against his chest. San soothingly plays with your hair and rubs your back, letting you cry while saying soothing words in your ear.

"It's okay baby, let it out. I'm here for you, don't worry. You can tell me anything; you know that, right?"

When you’ve calmed down enough, and you blow your nose, San finally asks, "What has you so worked up, Y/N?"

You sigh, looking away and shaking your head.

"I just want to help," he assures you, "So please, tell me."

He wipes your tears away with his thumb, his own eyes full of concern.

"I've just been… feeling really insecure and hating my body," you murmur, looking away. "I hate that I have a stupid skin picking disorder. I hate how fat I am. I hate my stretch marks and my stupid eyes. I hate that I have two incredibly attractive boyfriends, and I'm just a potato," you rant, getting overly worked up to the point you start crying again.

"No, no, no, no, precious no," San says, his heart breaking as he sends a quick text to Wooyoung (get your ass over here asap).

"You're so beautiful, okay? We are all humans with flaws. Woo and I are idols, so that's why you think that. Remember my high school and middle school photos? I'd probably look worse than that now if I weren't an idol and could spend lots of money on skincare," he says with a slight giggle, handing you tissues again.

You take it and blow your nose again, groaning slightly. He just had to be logical.

"And I love all of you. I love your sexy body. I love your personality. I love the way you think and talk; how you see the world. I love your pretty eyes. They can see, you know? So you can see me," he giggles at that a little, gently kissing each of your eyelids.

"I love your pretty lips," he says, running a thumb over them. "I love your body. There's so much to cuddle, and you're soft and even better to cuddle than shiber, but don't tell them." At this, San gently starts caressing your body.

"And you know, your sweet tummy isn't going to be flat like mine. It's hard work to keep abs, and I generally don't eat before we perform to keep them there. Because when I eat, bye bye abs," he tells you, pulling his shirt up to show you how his stomach was just smooth and soft.

"And for your tummy," San begins, laying you down on the couch and pulling your shirt up to kiss it. "Your pretty tummy holds your uterus and the most precious parts of the entire female reproductive system, your ovaries and eggs. And right here," he kisses under your belly button, getting closer to over your pubic bone, a very sensitive spot for you, "right here is where all the magic happens."

You quirk an eyebrow, waiting for him to explain as you feel your cheeks heating up.

"It's where a baby will grow, if we decide to have one, and it's where your body let's you know it's reproductively healthy," he starts, kissing lower and lower each time, until you're biting your tongue to hold back a moan. San picks up the change in your state, swallowing the need to smirk.

"And your legs, your beautiful legs," he murmurs, massaging your feet and up your calves. "They carry you around all day and are so pretty." San kisses your shins, then slowly up your inner thighs, making you squirm.

His strong hands hold you in place as he continues worshiping your body. "You're beautiful thighs," he murmurs, nipping them. "They hide something beautiful between them, but even on their own…" San tries not to groan, as he can tell he is growing hard by your soft gasps. "They're soft and lovely to rest my head on, like your breasts, and I could spend all day marking them up. I love the way they jiggle like your ass does when spanked," he adds, looking you in your eye as he rubs your thigh, what he normally would do before spanking you.

When you nod, he gives them a resounding smack. This time, you don't hold back your moan.

He takes your hands in his, kissing your palms. "Your beautiful hands are perfect to hold, and your arms giving the best hugs, but don't tell Wooyoung or really anyone I said that," San giggles a little again, kissing up your arms, nipping here and there on the soft flesh.

"I know you hate how you pick at your arms, and I know how hard it is for you to control that impulse. But I want to help you, and I assure you Wooyoung feels the same way, okay?" he assures you.

You look away, more embarrassed than aroused now. "Precious, I asked you a question," he says, turning your chin to make you look at him, his dominance coming out.

"Yes sir," you say, biting your lip.

"You don't have to call me sir right now. This is about you. Now, can I make you feel good?" He whispers, his thumb ghosting over your lip as his knee ruts into your core.

"Please," you sigh, wondering if he would ask first or if he would make you beg.

Your word pleased him, as he immediately picks you up and kisses you deeply, carrying you to your bed.

“I love you so much; you know that, right?” San asks as he sets you down on the bed, helping you out of your shirt.

“I do,” you say softly, looking down as your face heats up.

San plants another sweet kiss on your lips, then slowly down your neck.

“Your soft skin is so kissable,” he says with a little giggle, nipping and sucking lightly, just enough to leave slight marks for the day. He undoes your bra, laying you back on the bed as his mouth travels down your decolletage, his hands caressing your breasts.

“You’re so precious to me, and I love all of you,” San assures you. “Are you sure you’re okay? You’ll say yellow if you’re uncomfortable? Red if you want to stop?” he adds.

“I love you too,” you whisper, looking down at him lovingly. “And I always will,” you assure him.

He immediately takes one of your breasts in his mouth, his teeth lightly grazing your nipple, causing you to moan out his name.

He smiles against your skin, giving the same attention to the other breast. San begins to kiss down your stomach, humming while he does.

“I love your soft tummy,” he murmurs, looking up at you with utmost sincerity in his eyes. “It makes you extra cuddly,” he giggles.

You blush, not sure how to respond until he hooks his fingers beneath the waistband of your shorts.

“May I?” San asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes please,” you say, raising your hips to help him. He ends up taking your underwear off as well, a somewhat sheepish smirk on his face.

“Sorry,” he says, his tone rather unconvincing.

You roll your eyes as he spreads your legs, his eyes going face to face with your heat.

“Can I eat you out?” he bluntly asks, his warm fingers opening your folds.

“Please,” you say, letting him position your legs better as he immediately licks your folds, kissing your clit.

You let out a soft whine of pleasure, falling back onto your bed and allowing yourself to relax. San continues to suck on your clit, feeling your arousal start to drip onto his chin as you clench around nothing. Before you could beg for more, San’s tongue enters you, lapping up your arousal and easily hitting the spots that make your orgasm begin to quickly grow. San’s nose rubs against your clit, and he smirks as you grind against his face.

“San~ Sannie~ ah~” you moan, causing him to chuckle softly. The vibrations make your toes curl, and you gasp and grab the sheets.

San reaches up and takes one of your hands in his, gently squeezing it in reassurance as he continues his ministrations.

As you start feeling closer to your orgasm, San stops. He stands up, causing you to whine.

“Don’t worry, I’m not done yet,” he says with a gentle laugh. San opens the drawer where you kept your sex toys and lube, and he takes something out you can’t quite see.

“What color are you?” he asks.

“Still green,” you assure him, trying to smile for him.

San kisses your forehead before going back down on you, this time putting his fingers inside of you. He turns on the bullet vibrator he took on a low setting and presses it against your clit, smirking when you groan his name and buck your hips.

“God, you’re so sexy like this,” he murmurs, kissing your thigh.

You whimper in response, boosting his ego. San turns up the setting on the vibrator, relishing in the power he had over you. He was glad he could help you feel better, even if it was only temporary. Which he hoped it wouldn’t. He wanted his words to have comforted you.

“I’m close-” you begin, your toes curling and thighs shaking.

San immediately pulls his fingers out of you and turns off the vibrator.

“San, what the fuck?” you whine. You weren’t being bratty; you were just confused.

“I promise I am still doing this to make you feel good,” he assures you, setting down the vibrator. “What color are you?” San asks.

“Green,” you admit, causing him to smirk and go back down on you.

After being denied twice, the coil built into a strong pressure, causing you to furrow your brows and whine out his name, being more vocal than usual. You almost feel overstimulated, but he holds your hips in place with firm hands so you can’t escape.

“San, fuck, I’m gonna- fuck!” you nearly sob, suddenly orgasming harder than you have in the past.

He lets you ride his tongue through your orgasm before he pulls up, a confident smirk on his now rather wet face. “I made you squirt,” he says proudly.

“I-?”

“Squirted, yeah,” San smugly confirms, standing up and sauntering to the bathroom. You’re not sure what he is doing in there, but he soon comes back with a dried face and a damp washcloth.

“I want to keep going,” you sheepishly admit.

He nods and cleans off some of the mess, tossing the washcloth into the hamper. “Let's take off the blankets then, yeah?” San says, helping you stand as he strips off the blanket.

You sit back down and look up at him, pulling him in for a kiss when he comes back. “I want you inside me,” you say softly, tugging at his pants.

“Be patient, you will,” he assures you, pulling away to undress himself.

His self-control never failed to surprise you because as soon as he got rid of his clothes, his hard length stood erect.

He hovers back over you, laying you down and kissing you sweetly. San grinds against you to test how sensitive you were. When you shivered, he stopped, continuing to gently kiss you.

San pulls away after a moment in order to align himself with your entrance. “I love you so much,” he tells you, sliding his tip in.

“I love you too, San,” you assure him, gasping as he continues to enter you, stilling only when he was fully seated inside.

“See, your tummy is even bigger now,” San giggles, rubbing your tummy.

“Are you trying to get me to say you have a big cock?” you giggle.

“No, but I wouldn’t be offended if you did say that,” he responds with a giggle of his own.

“San, please move your big cock,” you tease a little, laughing softly.

“As you wish, princess,” San teases right back, beginning to move at a comfortable, intimate pace.

You move your hips in tandem to his thrusts, gasping softly as he brushes your g spot.

“I’m so lucky to have you in my life,” San says, praising you sweetly. “You’re an amazing person, and I can’t believe you love me back.”

You feel yourself blushing, unable to say anything besides soft moans and whines.

“You’re so beautiful. Like this and any other time. You’re always beautiful,” he assures you, reaching down to start rubbing your clit.

You grab onto his bicep that was holding him up, whimpering his name.

“Good girl,” San groans, reaching down to capture your lips in a kiss. “Go ahead and cum when you need to, don’t hold back,” he adds, picking up his pace ever so slightly, knowing you were growing close.

“I- oh, fuck,” you whine, your nails digging into his bicep as you orgasm.

He continues to thrust through yours, and San soon releases inside of you.

“You couldn’t wait for me to get here?” You hear Wooyoung cry indignantly.

“How long have you been there?” San asks, pulling out of you and cupping your cheek before rolling onto the bed next to you, giving you a view of a very irritated and flustered Wooyoung.

“Long enough to start getting hard,” Wooyoung complains. You glance down to his crotch, and there was a definite tent in his pants.

“Well, this wasn’t the original plan,” San begins, and you are quick to look at the floor, taking great interest in the carpet suddenly. “Y/N was feeling depressed and very insecure about her body, and it just happened to lead to this,” San explains, leaning back and crossing his arms.

“You did?” Wooyoung asks, his eyes snapping to you.

You don’t look up at him or say anything, but you nod a little.

Wooyoung doesn’t say anything, but you know he walks over in front of you. His fingers grip your chin and tilt your head up. “I asked you a question,” he says, his eyes hard.

“I… yes…” you say, sounding uncertain of yourself.

Wooyoung raises an eyebrow, waiting expectantly.

“I… don’t like myself?” you tell him, your words coming out as more of a question than a statement.

“Y/N,” Wooyoung says, trying his best not to sound disappointed. “You’re an amazing person. The best partner we could ask for. I don’t know what exactly is wrong, and I would love to talk about that later if you want. But I love you so fucking much, okay?” Wooyoung’s eyes were a little glossy, and you could tell how much he meant his words. He wanted you to feel better.

“I know… I love you both too…” You say, holding onto his arm before leaning up to give him a gentle kiss.

Wooyoung holds you close, deepening the kiss. “Is it okay if I have a turn?” he asks you, his hand resting on your hip.

“Yeah, I’d like that,” you whisper, rubbing your noses together.

“I love you so much,” Wooyoung says, mostly to himself. He then asks, “Can I be rough?”

“Yes, I’ll say if it’s too much,” you assure him, Wooyoung and San both nodding.

Wooyoung is quick to undress and is soon guiding you onto all fours. He spreads open your legs and cheeks, watching San’s cum drip out of you. “You didn’t use a condom with San?” he leans forward and whispers into your ear.

San shrugs, knowing it didn’t matter since you were all clean and you were not likely to get pregnant.

Wooyoung pulls back and smacks your ass. “I love the sight,” he groans to himself, teasing your entrance as he smacks your other cheek. “I love how your body reacts to me,” Wooyoung says, grinning as you arch your back up, trying to get him inside of you.

“You had San, and you need more?” Wooyoung teases, slowly entering you.

“Yes, I need you too,” you gasp out, getting fistfuls of the sheets as you hold them to keep yourself up.

“Good,” Wooyoung grunts, beginning to harshly thrust into you.

“You’re making such a mess with your pretty cunt,” Wooyoung laughs a bit sadistically.

“Just for you, just for you both,” you manage to get out, angling your hips so he would hit your g spot.

“You’re such a good girl for us both, and you’re so fucking perfect,” Wooyoung groans.

San scoots up closer to your face, tilting up your chin to look at you. “You okay?” he whispers. “Color?” He knows Wooyoung could get a bit carried away at times, so he wanted to check.

“Green,” you choke out, your arms giving in on a particularly strong thrust.

Wooyoung slows his thrusts and grabs your hair, pulling you up and moving his hand to your throat. “You’re beautiful, Y/N. We are so lucky to have you,” he whispers, rolling his hips into yours.

You nod a little, your orgasm building again. Wooyoung hums softly and starts thrusting faster, grunting softly in your ear before he decides to suck colorful marks onto your neck and shoulder.

“That’s our girl,” he murmurs, reaching down to rub your clit as he squeezes your neck.

You gasp, your thoughts going blank from the slight lack of oxygen to your brain.

“Go on and cum on my cock, princess,” Wooyoung urges you, biting down on your shoulder as he squeezes your neck a little more, searching for his release.

At the slight increase in pressure, your body explodes, and you cum, your fluttering walls encouraging Wooyoung’s orgasm.

He lets up on your throat and clit, thrusting a few more times to ride out your highs. Wooyoung pulls out of you and helps you lay down, cupping your cheeks.

“How are you feeling, baby?” Wooyoung asks, cupping your cheeks.

You’re zoned out, blissed expression was a dead giveaway of your state, as you felt high and floaty.

“Damn, if I had known you were going to come and fuck her like that, I wouldn’t have made her squirt,” San says with a sigh, getting up.

“You did? Without me here to watch?” Wooyoung groans.

San shrugs, heading into the bathroom and drawing a bath.

You watched the two, not quite able to make out their conversation.

When Wooyoung picks you up, you gladly lean against his chest and gently hold him. He leads you into the bathroom and sets you in the tub, which San had filled with a bubble bath. Wooyoung kisses your forehead, and San squeezes your hand, saying something.

San stands up and sighs, looking at Wooyoung. “Don’t leave her alone like this. I’ll wash the sheets,” he tells him.”

Wooyoung lets you play with the bubbles and soon gently washes your hair. “You’re doing so good,” he says, rinsing out your shampoo. “Our pretty girl,” Wooyoung adds, smiling. “Turn a little to face me, and I will wash off your makeup~” he says, putting the cleanser oil on his hands.

“Okay!” you giggle, turning and closing your eyes.

Wooyoung is gentle as he massages the oil into your skin, singing to you softly. You hum along with the tune, letting him rinse off the oil and use your regular cleanser.

“Are you ready to cuddle?” San asks, coming back into the bathroom and now fully dressed.

“Cuddles~!” you say, nodding immediately.

Wooyoung giggles and unplugs the drain, readying a towel.

“I have your favorite pajamas ready for you,” San says, smiling.

You let out an excited squeak, reaching out to Wooyoung to help you up. He gently grabs your arms, helping you find your footing before beginning to dry you off.

“Will you finish her up?” Wooyoung softly asks San, wrapping you in the towel before picking you up.

“Yeah, go clean yourself up,” San says.

Wooyoung kisses your temple and goes to the bathroom, and San helps you into your pajamas.

“You pretty princess,” he says, pulling on your pink pajamas.

“Mhm, your princess!!” you confirm, nodding.

San smiles, plugging in your hairdryer.

“You are the prettiest princess I have ever seen,” he assures you, brushing your hair before adding essence to it.

“Then you’re my… prince?” you ask, glancing up at San as he picks up the hairdryer.

“I’ll be whatever you want me to be,” San assures you, turning on the hairdryer and drying your hair.

Before San finishes drying your hair, Wooyoung returns and lays on the bed next to you, rubbing your back.

Once finished, San unplugs the hairdryer and turns off the light. Wooyoung pulls you under the covers, holding you in his arms. San joins you, kissing your cheek.

“I love you,” Wooyoung murmurs.

“We love you,” San corrects him, smiling.

[songmingisthighs]

Hooked

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ch. lvii - another movie night

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A freshman hookup rekindled into something new. With an incentive, of course. But what would happen if your 'relationship' led you somewhere you never thought would happen to you ?

At exactly 7.45, the boys gathered together in the living area. You came out of your room in your own rainbow-haired white unicorn onesie to a screeching Wooyoung, "twinsies!!" he yelled out before wrapping you in the biggest, tightest hug he could muster.

You giggled and hugged him back, not as tight but still enough. When you both took a step back, you look at Wooyoung up and down with a large grin on your face, "you look very adorable in that, Woo," you said as you tugged his tail.

Wooyoung turned his back and shook his butt at you, "I know, you think you wanna ride this horsey?" he asked, pumping his eyebrows suggestively at you. But instead of jumping on his bones, you opted to jump on his back and make him carry you to the couch.

He dropped you directly on top of San which made him groan but after recovering, he wrapped his arms around you and nuzzle his face on the back of your neck.

"Out of all the seats in this room, you chose my lap. I'm honoured," he joked.

Soon, everyone got into their seats and you and San had somehow slid down onto the floor. You were seated on San's lap but your back was resting on Yunho's chest, Wooyoung had your legs in his lap whereas Jongho had his head on yours. Mingi, who laid on the floor in front of you, had his pinky finger wrapped around yours, Yeosand laid between Mingi and Jongho with his head near your tummy on Yunho's leg, and behind you, on the couch, Hongjoong and Seonghwa watched the movie as they played with your hair absentmindedly.

The impromptu cuddle pile made you feel warm and tingly, it felt like you belong there with them. You weren't even focusing on the movie at that point, you were so engrossed with the boys and their reactions.

How San and Wooyoung would cringe and complain, how Yunho's chest shook every time he laughed, how Jongho would nuzzle into your lap each time he let out a soft chuckle, how Mingi would tighten his pinky's grip on yours when something gory happened on screen, how Yeosang would look up to smile at you from time to time, and how comforting Seonghwa and Hongjoong's touches were and how you could easily differentiate their touches.

Your heart swelled with love for them because you genuinely do love them. They and their unconditional love for you had kept you going so far and you couldn't think of being without them.

But the thought of Sunhee's threats surfaced in your mind. You suddenly felt dizzy, you could feel your heartbeat quickened and you were squirming in your seat.

Realizing this, Yunho leaned down to whisper in your ears, "you okay there, pumpkin?" he asked lowly to make sure he didn't disturb the others. You smiled up at him and drop a peck to his cheek, "I'm okay, Yuyu, just need to grab a coke from the fridge," you pat his thighs before wiggling yourself off of the bodies that had somehow piled themselves on you and off to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, you stood over the fridge.

That's it.

You stood over the open fridge, staring at the contents inside, the coke you were going to get just stared at you from inside the fridge.

"You okay, baby?" a voice called out.

Your head snapped towards the source of the voice to see Hongjoong smiling and walking over to you. You immediately took the coke can and close the fridge, "yeah, I'm totally okay, why?" you smiled back at him.

Hongjoong wrapped his arms around you and peck your head, "you seem distracted, pretty sure you weren't even watching that movie," he said. You pursed your lips and shrugged at him, "I'm pretty sure I'm okay, Joongie," you mumbled.

The man behind you lifted you up, making you squeal, before setting you on the countertop, "you know you've got eight guys who are practically head over heels for you, willing to do and give you anything just to make you smile, right? You could always tell us if something's bothering you any time at all," he said, nestling himself between your legs with his hands on either side of you. You wrap your arms around his neck and nodded, "I know, Joongie, and you all can also tell me anything at all,"

At the mention of 'anything at all', Hongjoong's eyebrows raised suggestively. As his fingers danced on your thighs, he leaned his face close to you, "anything... you say?" he asked, lips ghosting over yours, breath fanning, making you giggle.

Just as you were about to answer, Jongho came in and stopped in his tracks. He sighed at the image before him, "really, you two? Where we make our meals?" he grimaced.

A groan left Hongjoong's mouth at the interruption. "Dude, privacy?" Hongjoong glared at the younger. Jongho didn't even care, he only rolled his eyes at Hongjoong, "This is a communal space, YOU both should go get some privacy,"

Instead of walking out, Jongho walked over and snatched you into his arms. Or more like threw you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

You squealed in surprise while Hongjoong yelled out in protest, but Jongho had ran back out before Hongjoong could even catch him.

The commotion you three caused caught the attention of the other boys as they immediately snapped their heads at you three.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Be careful with (Y/N)!!!" Seonghwa yelled out, sitting up in his seat with arms opened wide, ready to catch you if you were to fall. The other boys also chimed in on how the youngest frat member should be careful when carrying you around. But the fact was, you were laughing your ass off.

Soon enough the movie was abandoned and suddenly a blindfold game commenced.

Begrudgingly, Yeosang agreed to be the one blindfolded as the eight of you hid and mess with him. You chose to hide behind the couch, far from Yeosang's reach but you were still able to watch everything and everyone.

You watched as Yunho and Mingi played monkey in the middle with Yeosang, somehow managing to snatch one of his slippers and toss it over his head at each other. You watched as Wooyoung snatched the slipper and was about to threw it to Jongho but he aimed wrong so it smack Yeosang right on his face. You watched as the two oldest and San mess with Yeosang, calling him names due to his pink unicorn onesie.

Not long after, Yeosang began chasing people around more furiously. He managed to scare Seonghwa and Jongho to run for their lives and somehow managed to rope you into the mess.

With the loud movie in the background and all nine of you screaming (and one Wooyoung screeching), it was amazing that no one had came to threaten filing a noise complaint to the police.

At one point, whilst trying to evade Yeosang, you bumped into Hongjoong which then bumped into San who fell whilst holding onto Mingi, all three falling down like dominos. Yunho tried grabbing Mingi's hands but the weight of two people overpowered him and he ended up toppling over them hard. Both Wooyoung and Seonghwa tripped by the legs sprawled on the floor, making them land on top of the pile on the floor.

Hearing the crash, Yeosang took his blindfold off and smirked, "if I grab onto you all, would that make me the winner?" He asked. "Nope," Jongho said, appearing behind him only to push him onto the human pile on the floor.

"Jackass!" Yeosang called as he tried to get up, but Wooyoung's arms were fast enough to hold him, assuring that he wouldn't be going anywhere.

Seeing as you and Jongho were the last two standing, Seonghwa reached forward and grab both of your and Jongho's arms, pulling you both down onto the pile.

All of you were left a laughing, giggling mess, nudging each other at how ridiculous the situation was. A bunch of college students acting like eight year olds at their first slumber party.

But you didn't mind. You didn't mind one bit.

Because when the morning comes, you know you had to do what you had to do.

And as heart-wrenching as it is, at least you had that night to remember.

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Skeles with an s/o who becomes an fall hazard when tired after certain point. I’m usually good but when I get pretty tired, like I could lay and fall asleep within minutes tired, I try not to stay up and go straight to bed otherwise I am really dizzy and often almost running onto walls. I kinda have to make myself say no to helping clean up and just lay down.

Undertale Sans - It's the zombie carnival. When Sans is tired, he's pretty much acting the same way. You're just wandering in the house like lost souls, bumping sometimes into each other until you both find the couch or the bed. You fall on it, Sans falls on you and good night.

Undertale Papyrus - He's happily guiding you to bed, and might even carry you if he sees it's desperate. I mean, he dealt with Sans his all life, he just assumed it's a thing normal people do. He's too great for this, but it's alright. Not everyone can be as perfect as him.

Underswap Sans - He's laughing at you but won't do anything. Well, until you decide to take him as a teddy bear. He will gladly protest and send you to bed. 3 am is still too early for him, you can't force him to sleep!

Underswap Papyrus - YES ! It means it's time to cuddle. Honey really likes when you are tired because it's a time where he can cuddle with you in the couch and just pet you until you sleep. Please be tired more quickly, it's the best part of his day.

Underfell Sans - He waits for the best moment to put his feet on your way so you trip right in his arms, and then he leads you to bed because you are obviously tired and not because he's too shy to ask for cuddles in the bed at all. But you know, since he's here... :3

Underfell Papyrus - "OMG I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING IN THIS HOUSE. THE BED IS THIS WAY, I AM NOT A PILLOW." He carries you to bed then drops you in it like a bag of potatoes and leaves. Wow, such a gentleman.

Horrortale Sans - Everytime he sees you like this he can't stop purring because he knows it's almost cuddling time and he can't wait. Ok, maybe he's doing that to have your attention quicker too. Look, he is already waiting for you in the couch with a plaid. You can't say no, he can do puppy eyes.

Horrortale Papyrus - It's fine. He ties pillows all around you so you don't hurt yourself when you knocks in the wall and goes back to whatever he was doing. Sometimes, you get the pat pat of pity on the head too. Willow has a strict sleeping schedule, so he won't join you in bed before it's time to sleep.

Swapfell Sans - Every time you hit a wall, you can hear him swear in despair. He won't do anything to help you, but will probably scream to go to bed or something at some point before you kill yourself with your own stupidity, for Toriel's sake.

Swapfell Papyrus - That bastard. He noticed you're struggling. So he puts lots of things in the corridor leading to the room. Pillows, sellotape walls, legos, everything to complicate your life so he can have fun. Then he forgot everything and when he goes to bed trips on his own traps like an idiot. Genius.