#bare shoulders 😦

[euphoricfilter]

i feel like a victorian man seeing a lady’s ankles for the first time. like every time bts just lack upper body clothing i’m reverted back to a young caveman who wants to dance because someone is pretty

[youtellmeman]

Hello ma’am 😈 I am here to request 😈 I’m thinking neteyam and reader are like enemies😡 they do not like each other okay but somewhere somehow they accidentally perform tsaheylu with each other and then they bang 😦

Yuh first request done-zo I really enjoyed writing this so i hope you like it.

Neteyam Sully x Fem!Na'vi!reader

Rated R

includes- smut, ma as a pet name, baby as a pet name, fingering, p in v, dirty talk, fem genitailia, accidental tsaheylu

In this tsaheylu is only explicitly erotic the first time around and it can be used to simply better understand what your mate is thinking/feeling.

Na'vi word translations

tiwan- love, wiya- damn, tewng- loincloth, knalu- fuck, Uvang- damn, skxwang- moron,imu’ta- bitch

italics= spoken in na'vi

Hating Neteyam, had been easy. After all it was all you'd ever known when it came to the blue boy. You’d always seen him as so, so irritating.

He always thought he knew better, better than his siblings, better than the other kids in the village, and better than you. That being eldest son to the Olo’eyktan made him so much smarter than those his age and unfortunately it seemed that trait would follow him to his grave as even now, after being accepted into the clan as an adult,he held himself to be so all knowing.

“What are you doing out here?” the voice came from behind you, his voice. “This area of the forest is dangerous, you should have someone with you.”

“Why, because I am incapable of taking care of myself?” It's a loaded question,but you can't help the way he is so quick to get under your skin. Whipping around to meet his citron eyes, raising a brow when you hear him scoff to himself.

“Why must you make everything into conflict?”

“Why must you be an imu’ta who refuses to let me live in peace.” I bite back and the air between us grows tense, eyes boring into eachothers waiting for one of us to break.

“Damn it, you are so difficult for what? I am simply looking out for you, it is dangerous, we both know this.” he huffs angrily out his nose and his tail thumbs against the ground with his growing anger.

“Have you considered that perhaps I don’t need anyone looking out for me? Especially not you, now leave me be and let me hunt in peace.” You roll your eyes and without waiting for a  response you start to walk. Slinging your bow over your shoulder as you search for a new, quiet place to hunt.

“How dare you turn your back to me!” You can hear his steps speeding up after you resulting in your pace speeding as well until he manages to catch you. His slender fingers wrapping around your wrist spinning you face him. “You dare disrespect the future-”

“Future! You said it yourself!” You cut him off hissing the words at him angrily, “You hold no authority over me Neteyam so cease this useless display of power. Power that you do not have.” You spit. And maybe if you’d been less focused on the current shouting match you were having you would’ve noticed the small hand wrapping around your queue.

“Regardless of whatever you may think I am owed respect!” He snarls back and before you can you feel a sudden rush through your system, something so new yet familiar and immediately your eyes leave Neteyams face to focus on finding what's caused this surge of energy and what you can only describe as feeling. You find it immediately, honing in the little blue hand wrapped around your queue, your queue that was currently connected to, to…

“Tuktirey!” It's Neteyams voice that cuts through the silence though you can barely hear him,you can barely hear him with the wave of shock that flows through your body clogging your ears like water.

 You can tell he's scolding her for a minute or two before she's shooed away, leaving you two alone still connected and you can feel it starting to ebb its way to the surface, the lust. Pupils blown wide as you find Neteyams eyes once more.

You can't find the words to ask why in the world Tuk would think that it’d be okay to connecther brother and yourself. All you can do is search his face and body for any sign he’s feeling what you are, and boy do you find it. Whether it be the rapid rise and fall of his chest or the tent in his tewng growing by the second. 

Opening your mouth trying to find the words but you fail once more, or really you're cut off by the feeling of lips against yours as his hand finds its way to the base of your neck holding you close while the other pulls you in by the waist. And as his hips slot themselves so perfectly against yours you try to find some sliver of restraint, a tiny ounce of strength that will let you rip yourself away from him. You come up empty handed.

Hands finding their way to his hair pulling at the roots as you press him closer, pulling a heavenly groan from his lips.You find yourself pulling him back with you until your back meets tree, pulling back for a ragged breath. 

“Holy mother.” You huff out in between breaths, Neteyam on the other hand has let his mouth wander from your jaw to neck, sucking dark purple marks onto the sensitive skin about your collar bone intermittently letting his fangs drag against the new purple markings, before coming back up.  Neteyam kisses like he wants to consume you completely, it's a mess of teeth and spit as you both battle for dominance, it’s when he bites at your bottom lip that you give up  on grasping at the reins letting him take complete control.

As your mouths clash Neteyam gets busy with his hands pulling the knot at the side of your loincloth before hoisting one of your legs up into his hip. Letting the arm that's not holding your leg slide between your bodies, finger sliding down your slick dampened lips, moving between tracing around your clit to moving downward to tease at your fluttering entrance. He does this a few times before you grow tired of his teasing. Pulling back to let your head rest on the bark of the tree.

“Quit it and do something, or are you just as incapable of pleasing a woman as you are at leaving me alo- ohh!” A surprised moan escapes your lips before you can finish the taunt.

“Wiya, you talk a lot.” The smug look that covers his face would have you rolling your eyes if you weren’t so focused on trying to keep them open enough to see anything at all. The annoying bastard had slipped in a finger while you were mouthing off, curling it to hit that spongy sweet spot within while letting his thumb rub lazy circles on your bud. “If I knew all it’d take to shut you up would be to stick a finger in you I woulda done it long ago.” He’s the one taunting now.

“Shut up you skxwang- hah- For you to think I would’ve ever let you touch me like this before. You clearly don’t know everything you claim.” You bite back best you can, and while you know your words hardly have any merit while you’re literally humping the palm of his land looking for more.

“Such a smart fucking mouth, lets see how that changes after I have you cumming around my fingers, hmm?” He leans close while growling out his retort, sliding in another finger as he speaks. And god, it should be criminal that it's him making you feel so incredibly good.

“Fuck Neteyam.” You whimper out and his fingers speed up their unrelenting attack, consistently hitting that sweet spot and thumb moving so quickly against that bundle of nerves it has your knees ready to buckle. “Shit, I-I need more.” You're whining against his neck now, head resting against his shoulder as he continues his assault and you can feel his chest rumble with the groan that leaves his lips.

“You want my cock baby? You want it real bad?” You can only imagine the pride on his face , but none of that matters right now, not when you really really do. So all you can do is nod as moans and groans slip from your lips at the thought.

“No, need to hear you say it. You had so much to say earlier ma , what happened?” It’s the smugness in his voice that leads you to fight against what he wants from you.

“Fuck you.” It’s practically a pant as you pull your head back from the crevice of his neck and rest it against the tree that has you sandwiched between Neteyam. Peering at him from your lidded eyes.

“Tsk tsk, not what I asked for.” He shakes his head and the small grin he wears is nothing but predatory. “You want to cum by my hands, you're gonna do what I say.  " The pace he's picked up at the point is unforgiving, his fingers barely even thrust the tips simply rubbing against your most sensitive spot in a way that has you seeing stars and you can feel the coil in your stomach growing dangerously taut. But it's like he can see it on your face that you're growing close, and unfortunately he stands true to his words because as soon as you feel yourself about to teeter over the edge he stops. Leaving you withering against him.

“Nete-” 

“Say it.” There's no room for negotiation in his tone, “Say it or you don’t get to cum and if you dont cum on my fingers first you sure as hell aren't getting my cock.” 

It's almost pathetic how quick your resolve crumbles.

“I want you, please. Neteyam I want you please.”

“Say you need it.” Now he's just being mean cause he can.

“Fucking hell, need your cock so bad Neteyam, please.” Your breathing is ragged as you practically beg and he can hear the aggravation behind your voice.

“Not so hard is it, Tiyawn?” He quips as his fingers start to move again, thumb finding your clit as his index and middle continue the assault on the inside. And with you being so close prior it doesn’t take nearly anytime at all before your ether again, on the edge of complete euphoria just needing one last push. Push coming in the form of the third finger that ends up slamming into you, filling you up so completely and sending you crashing into waves of ecstasy. Hands finding his shoulders, nails leaving crescent marks in the blade of it as you ride your orgasm. Neteyam helps you through it, paying attention to your complete reaction while his fingered pump inside of you. 

Sliding out once he's sure you’ve enjoyed the best of it,dropping your hip to your side, giving you one more openmouthed kiss before spinning you around leaving you to brace yourself on the tree that was once digging into your back. His hand finds the small of your back pushing you to be bent, arching subconsciously, readying yourself for what's to come.

You look over your shoulder just in time to see him rip the string of his tewng in a rush to move it out the way, letting his length spring up and hit his stomach.

To say that Neteyam was well endowed would be an understatement, youd heard rumors before but holy mother they didn’t do him justice. He made eye contact with you as he grabbed himself by the base getting ready to line himself up with your core.

“Like what you see?” And of course he’s cocky about this too. Neteyam raises a playful eyebrow.

“Thought you'd be bigger.” It's a lie, but you can't let his ego go unchecked. Though it doesn't seem too much as he simply sucks his teeth in response, letting a toothy grin spread across his face.

“Mhm, that’s why I can see you clenching at the sight of it then?” He retorts, still smiling as he moves, letting his tip slide between your lips, catching at your entrance. A move that has both of you shuddering in anticipation.

“Neteyam!” you whine out tired of waiting, pushing your ass back with a wiggle in anticipation and to hopefully get him to act sooner.

“Fuck, yeah okay i'm coming.” You can hear him mutter behind you. Properly lining himself this time before pushing in slowly, the girth of his head alone has you gasping for air. He’s slow to work himself in, not wanting to let his desperation for release lead to you being hurt. Eventually however he does bottom out and once he does the both of you let out sighs of relief. He gives you a moment to adjust before beginning to move, pulling back to grind back into you. 

Usually this soft caring pace would leave you purring, but this is Neteyam and the fact that he just spent his time finger fucking you so good you see stars just to treat you like glass has you grinding your teeth in want for more.

“More.” You demand throwing a lust filled glare over your shoulder.

“Uvang, you feel so tight around me.” You're not even sure Neteyam heard you, his brows are pulled together and eyes scrunched in pleasure. 

“Knalu Neteyam, harder!” You snap, punctuating your sentence by pushing back onto his cock which seems to break his trance. 

“Eywa, why can't you let me enjoy this in peace?” His nostrils flare and eyes snap open boring into your own. Leaning forward he braces holds you by your shoulders. Sliding out till only his head is left inside of you before slamming back into you with enough strength to bruise. Switching from his heart shatteringly slow movement to thrusts that could shake Pandora itself. Thrusts that leave you gasping for air that's being knocked out of your lungs with every slam of his hips into yours. 

“Oh Eywa! Neteyam fuck, yes!”  Your moans are practically prayers as they fill the air around you, Not that he's being any quieter than you are. Moaning and groaning as he leans down to press wet kisses to your spine.

“Shit you feel so good Ma, fucking hell. Its like you were made to be wrapped around my cock, my perfect fucking pussy for the taking ain’t that right. ‘M gonna ruin you baby, mold this cunt to my cock. No one else could make you feel this good right Ma, c'mon tell me i'm right.” It’s hard to make out most of his rambles as he ruts into you like something feral, but you manage nonetheless.

“Fuck,  yes Neteyam no one’s as good as you. No one could make me feel- oh my- feel half as good as you, shit!” You say back telling him whatever he wants to hear, telling him the truth. And it has him speeding up at which point you thought was impossible as he continues to ramble on and on about how good you feel around him against the skin of your back. One of his hands manage to find their way around your waist and to your clit, rubbing tight circles while his noises grow more animalistic by the minute and it has you fluttering around him causing him to twitch within you. The both of your peaks growing increasingly closer. 

“I'm gonna cum, Net, fuck dont stop!” you warn him of your upcoming release and you can feel the way the knowledge fuels him, his grip on your shoulder tightening as he drills into you with fervor. 

“Cum for me tiwan, wanna feel you cum around me, cmon.” He urges you on and soon enough it comes. Surginging through you like electricity, punctuated by a high pitched whine as your legs tremble. Neteyam fucking you through it fighting to hold off his own upcoming orgasm in lew of making sure you can enjoy yours to the fullest and soon enough you start to come down, the way you clench becoming softer and more spaced out as you begin to take deep breaths in order to ground yourself. 

It only takes a few more pumps before the euphoria is hitting him like a splash of cold water and he’s quick to pull out and spill his seed on the curve of your ass and back, groaning your name slowly as he works his way through it.

Eventually you both restore enough air in your lungs to disconnect yourselves and get cleaned up. Finding a small and unoccupied pond to wash his essence of yourself along with the sweat you'd worked up along the way before slipping your clothes back on and helping him repair the string of his loincloth well enough that it would not fall off on his trek through the village. 

Still once you're both clothed you both take a few moments to be together and fully grasp the fact of what this connection means for the both of you. It's then that you finally find the words you’d lost earlier.

“Why did tuk do it? Why did she connect us?” You ask, your eyes finding his in confusion.

“Our parents.” He starts, “ Sometimes they fight and sometimes when they do they perform tsaheylu. In order to better understand what the other is feeling. She thought it would help us ‘get along’” he finishes explaining and you can't help but laugh at the childlike innocence of it all.

“How sweet in theory I suppose.” You smile up at him stifling a few laughs.

“Yeah,” he chuckles, “Remind me to thank her when we get back.” At that you roll your eyes and smack him in the shoulder. “Hey!”

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[mothman-supremacy]

hiii, could you write something about logan fucking the reader in a chokehold in the honda odyssey? if not then that’s totally ok!! thanks for your time! 🫶🏾

sorry if this sucks omg, like i said i’m trying to get back into writing and this isn’t my usual format i’m more of a billet point girl. hope u like it love u

not proofread because i do not want to reread what i have written 😜, intended lowercase. fem reader is sooooome type of mutant idk u have some type of regenerative powers (he has his claws in ur side :/)

cw: uh choking, unprotected sex,stab wound, blood mention, use of claws 😦 there is no story this is just porn

1.1k words omggggg

minors dni

if u liked this reblog/heart/leave a comment bc i need the validation 🥲☝🏻

you’re straddling him in the front seat, the steering wheel is digging into your back and your knife is lodged underneath his ribs. he grunts and tries to push you off of him, “get in the backseat, now.” he growled in your ear, the grip he has on your hip loosening and him retracing his claws from your other side.

you open the door of the odyssey and stumble out and logan follows you, pulling your knife out of his side and dropping it on the ground. He opens the backseat door and slides in beckoning you to him. you slide in after and close the door. Logan is sitting in the middle, thighs spread and knee bumping into yours while you sit there awkwardly looking around the bloodied interior. Logan reaches a hand out and tugs you towards him until you get the hint and clamber into his lap again.

it’s a desperate kiss, he’s pulling you into him with his hands on your cheeks and it’s all teeth and snarls and it’s angry. you bite his lip and the metallic taste of blood fills your senses. logan grunts and extends his claws, touching your side just barely so you know the threat is there. “turn around f’me” he whispers against your lips.

you give him one last open mouthed kiss before turning around in his lap and shimmying out of your pants. before you can get comfortable in logan’s lap you can feel his arm sliding up your body before his forearm settles across your throat. you let out a gasp and your hands come up to grasp at his arm.

“this is what you want right baby?” he leans down and whispers in your ear. “want somebody to manhandle you, put you in your place?”

“oh fuck you logan” you spit and try to thrash out of his grip, but he’s stronger than you and he tightens his arm around your throat causing you choke on your breath. “don’t worry baby, i’m gonna” he lets out a chuckle and kisses the side of your head.

you can feel his other hand sliding down the front of your body and stop at the top of your panties. “you know,” he starts “i can smell how turned on you are.”

“w-what do you mean?” you flush in embarrassment, trying to close your thighs. logan just spread his legs further forcing you to keep your legs spread for him.

“heightened since of smell darling, remember?” he has a stupid smirk on his face as his hand finishes its descent into your panties. he grins wide when he first dips his fingers past your folds “fucking soaked for me.”

you feel his grip around your neck loosen and his arm slides down across your chest urging you to lean back against him. you hear the distinctive shink of his claws extending and you let out a small whimper of his name. you can feel the cold adamantium skimming across your skin before your panties are sliced to shreds. he retracts his claws and his fingers resume there original position and slipping through your folds.

head against his shoulder you whine into his ear “logan- please” he hums and looks at you with an amused smirk. “touch me please, i need you”

“yeah i know you fucking need me. this pussy needs me, she’s been cryin’ for me all fucking day.” he sinks two digits in your pussy and angles them so he’s hitting the perfect spot. he scissors his fingers in you stretching you out while his other hand holds you down across your chest.

“oh-oh fuck logan. please please.” you cry out and shift your hips a little trying to chase your orgasm “‘m so close, so fucki-“ you let out a gasp at the loss of his fingers.

he releases his hold across your chest and draws his hand away from your pussy to slide his pants down just enough for him to take his cock out. his grip on your hips is bruising and he’s rubbing your pussy along the length of his cock now. you gasp a little bit every time he slides over your clit.

logan lifts you up just enough to position himself at your entrance. “go slow baby, i don’t wanna hurt you just yet” he murmurs as you sink down on his length. you both let out a groan once he is finally all the way inside of you.

“go on baby, ride me. this is what you wanted right? this is what she wanted.” he reaches around to the front of your body and his fingers find your clit. you lift yourself up just a little and drop back down and the combination of your movement plus the small lazy circles on your clit makes you shudder.

logan’s head falls back with a deep groan when you finally start moving. he’s holding your back to his chest again while you angle your hips so he hits deeper inside of you. “good girl. good fucking girl take what you need from me” he growls in your ear and nips at your jaw.

you rock down on his cock hard and whimper because he feels so fucking good and you’re getting so close again. “lo-logan please letmecum pleaseplease”

you feel his arm come around the front of your neck again as he puts you in a chokehold, and starts to fuck up into you from below. he squeezes harder and the the veins in his arms are starting to pop out. the lack of oxygen is making you dizzy in the best fucking way you it’s almost like you can feel yourself floating in bliss. “yeah you fucking like this don’t you? like when i take control like this. of course you do your cunt’s squeezing’ me so fucking hard i think you’re gonna explode.” he reaches one hand down while still keep a firm arm across you throat, to play with your swollen clit again. “go ahead and cum baby, cum on my fucking cock and then i’m gonna fill you up.”

his words send you tumbling over the edge and with a few more thrusts you’re crying out and your grip on his forearm goes lax as you come back down from your high. logan gives a few more sloppy thrusts before he’s holding your hips down and grinding into you as he cums inside of you. a loud groan and a huff leaves his lips as he pulls you off of him. “next time, just ask. you don’t have to stab me to get what you want you know?”

[thecapricunt1616]

Carmy X Nervous about a home birth

Let’s be so real here. If you told Carmy you wanted a home-birth - his first reaction would be 😦😰 - because with his mommy issues, the only way he feels as if he’s being a ‘good husband’ is if he is giving in to your every single need, and desire as a partner - and even more as the mother of his baby. But Mike, Nat, and Carm were born in a hospital - so the idea of not being around 40 doctors freaks him THE HELL out, but his Queen gets what she asks without a single question -- So of course his answer is ;

“However you think little bear wants to be brought into the world, Angel. I’ll get the best damn doula and midwife Chicago has to offer, hmm?” 

As he’s rubbing lotion into your swollen 5 month belly and giving it sweet gentle kisses. Whispering to your adorable bump and resting his ear to it, whispering “shhh- wait I think I heard them move!!” All excited, even if it was just the grumbles of your hungry pregnant tummy, he probably knew that, but had such high hopes for his little. 

(More BTC ❤️)

I genuinely think that Carmy would hold pregnancy and birth so close to his heart, because he would see it as the one single thing he literally could never provide - so the fact that you so willingly and openly offered your body, no matter the dangers it came with - to bare his child? He can hardly believe it and it makes him teary eyed every time he talks about your pregnancy because of the sacrifice he sees you making each and every second of every single day you’re carrying your little love to delivery. He can’t say

‘thank you’

and ‘I love you’ 

and ‘you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting’ enough throughout those 43 long and a lot of time grueling weeks of pregnancy as a first time mommy, making sure you knew and undertood jut how grateful and amazed he was with your body and mental perserverance. 

When the time came - holy shit. When you woke him up? At around 2:40AM poking his ribs being like “Bear?!!” While wincing at your very much more painful then Braxton hicks contractions. He just gave you a lazy-ass ‘mmmph’ 

But as soon as you said “He’s coming, like- today- like now, Bear, he's really actually coming” he leaps into action.

He grabs his phone off the charger with quickness, rushes into the living room of your 3 bed house- holding his phone to his ear with his shoulder as he sprints through your yard in nothing but boxer briefs, hauling the long ass garden hose he bought exactly for this through the window as the phone continues to ring.

When it goes to voicemail? He’s PANICKING !! He’s whisper shouting into the mic 

“SHES IN LABOR. THIS IS CARMY FUCKIN BEAR. DO YOU HEAR ME??? THIS KID IS ON HIS FUCKIN WAY OUT. GET YOUR ASS HERE DO I PAY YOU TO NOT ANSWER ME? FUCKIN'HELL!!!!”

Hes rapidly hanging up and calling again over and over as he chucks wet washcloths in the freezer and drops to his knees in front of the couch trying to fill the birthing yoga ball with the pump as fast as he can. The midwife answers and is like 

“SHE BETTER BE FUCKING CROWNING ARE YOU STUPID MY RINGTONE WAS SCREAMING THE ENTIRE TIME THIS BABY WAS BEING DEL-“

and Carmy is like

“NOW. NOW. NOW. SHE SAYS SHES 8 MINUTES APART. GET YOUR ASS HERE. NOW. WHAT THE FUCK DO I PAY YOU FOR, LINDA??”  as he’s throwing the electric pump to the side out of frustration and using a fucking bike pump to fill your yoga ball so you could bounce on it like all the labor books said.

Meanwhile you’re in the bedroom, groaning and moaning, just absolutely miserable. Hearing your husband shouting at your doula before calling the midwife and saying 

“What the fuck do I do, Sara?! Sara she’s- she’s nearly fucking crying!! What do I- oh. Ok. Ok. Yup. Heard. Heard. Ok. Mmhmm- ok. Promise? Ok. See you then” and he’s right back in your room, rubbing your back as you contract and groan just whispering as he massages your pressure points to help get the baby down that he learned in birthing class, cooing 

“That’s it- mmhmm- good girl, let it all out beautiful, I know it hurts- but You’re doing such a good job with y’breathing princess. I’m gonna put this cold cloth on your forehead, yeah? It’ll help you feel nice and cool, and relaxed, pretty girl” like he explains every single thing he’s doing, before he does it. 

Whenever you have an extra big contraction, he's grunting with you and easing you through it like they taught him in the classes, adding the pressure to your back to counteract the incredible pain you felt every single time it washed over you whining and sobbing to Carmys chest "I- I can't- oh god- Bear, somethings wrong!!! Hurts so bad, so fucking bad- please!! Please let me I need to go to the hospital!! Somethings wrong B-Bear! This pain c-can't be normal"

He shook his head and rubbed your back soothingly, telling you the whole time to listen to him talk, and how it hurts so bad, and joking 'f'course my son would give his mommy a hard time huh? Sug said the same thing, Berzatto kids are brutal. Shoulda told you before I got you knocked up, huh?" his forehead rested on yours and rubbing your spasming back muscles soothingly.

“That was a big one huh? That means he should be coming soon huh? My strong beautiful angel - you’re almost there princess- a few more pushes and he’s gonna be in our arms. You’re so fucking amazing-“ he encourages, gently rubbing your belly that had dropped lower then you'd ever seen. You were on your knees in the bath, forehead to forehead with Carm. He carefully sat in front of you on his own knees.

"Alright one more- alright? Just one big push, yeah?" he echos your midwife, ever so carefully letting your belly go and resting his hands below to catch his little guy. You look at him nervously, sniffling and whimpering nervously.

"Wh-what if I can't, Carm? What if hes t-too big or- or-" he cuts you off by kissing your lips lovingly.

"You, You? Baby? Shhhh, shush, princess- Listen t'me- you're made f'this, mm? You're the strongest woman i've ever met. So focus, focus, princess. Listen t'my voice. I'll count you out, baby. Only 10 seconds ok? Push as hard as you can, ready?"

He sticks his hands in the water, cradling you close and kissing your cheek and temple and contains for you through the energy sucking push. When you rest back, second 5, sobbing

“I- I can’t do it- he feels stuck- I can’t do it Carm, i'm so sorry. I failed us. I’m sorry I failed our baby” 

And he’s just shushing you into your skin, 

“Shhhhh, shhhhhh- let’s breathe, mm? Together. It’s just you, an’me. Ok? Don’t even think about him, princess. They told us, as long as you breathe he's gonna come out, easy as pie, hmm? So let’s breathe, yeah? Princess? Breathe him out, just in, and out, force all that air out as hard as you can like they taught us, remember baby? see-” he holds your hands, kissing them and demonstrating big grunting strong breaths for you to copy and of course you did. 

When it got to the point your contractions were a minute apart, Thanks to him, in 2 more big grunting pushes your little boy was born. When you were in transition Carmy sat outside the pool, knelt and pressed forehead to forehead, whispering to you through every contraction how your little boy was almost here, and how he could never repay you ever for the gift that was his birth.

By the time you were begging on your knees in the bath to stop pushing because it was "too hard" , Carmy knew from what they explained in birthing class that meant -- it was time.

So he coaxed you through three more huge pushes. Even though you told him each time ‘I can’t do it, please, Bear. He’s not ready- I can’t.” But he rubbed your back and told you how amazing you were and to just try, and assured that if your little man wasn’t ready they’d send you home, and that he was right there ready to catch your son and lift him on to your chest.

And after your third other worldly push, you couldn’t even put in to words, the amount of energy it took out of you. It was harder then you’d ever pushed in your life for anything. - but of course the little guy was scream wailing just like any other Berzatto would. 

You couldn’t stop choke sobbing as the baby wailed and Carmy kept muttering ‘you did it! You fuckin’ did it, princess. He’s so beautiful. Look at him! He’s perfect. 10 fingers 10 toes- hear those lungs, angel? He’s perfect” as he rested the pretty little cub on your chest.

You would just look at him amazed, by instinct guiding him to your breast to pacify him and watching as the nurses usher Carmy out of the way and you would reach out, hooking your hands together so he couldn't get too far away.

“Alright Momma! Congrats, now let’s deliver this placenta in 3 pushes that’s the magic number. So when I say 3 you’ll- oop!” The nurses gasp as they look down “lucky! You’re lucky! Alright mommy never mind. No tears, and your body went ahead and did that work for ya! Alright momma, here we go here’s your placenta” the nurse pulls it out of the water and you nearly gag at the look of it 

“Get that thing away from my baby! Keep it in the bowl!” You demand, holding him to your skin and cradling his head, you had told yourself you would do a delayed cord cutting, but you in no way wanted your baby to be next to that... thing - it just freaked you out.

“that is nasty! Disgusting” you sniffle, looking back at your little angel who was peacefully suckling off your breast. 

“Oh- sweetheart” one of the nurses giggles, putting it in a biohazard bag. “Are you sure- didn’t you say your baby’s father is a chef? Sweetheart, this will boost your milk production - it’s giving you all the vitamins you lost while pregnant. Are you sure?” 

*cut to Carmy actually gagging at the nurses American horror story ass tactics while you're like 'what am i, a CAT?!??!"

And the nurse is like “BABY!! Every other animal does it!! You said holistic is best!!! Alright I guess I'll toss it if it bugs you that much..” 

[sillygoosealert]

★Malevolent backshots☆

Hien Era! Sukuna x AFAB!reader

Smut- Virgin! reader- p in v- fluff(?)- he uses all 4 arms- and all two tongues (😛)- true form Sukuna- biting- hymen blood- you ride him- I'm not too great at this type of writing yet 😦

The setting is less than romantic- for you, at least

But as you sit on his lap, legs across his own, it feels almost comforting

Two arms support your back, and one hand cups your cunt

His hand has been sucking you through your thin panties for a while now, occasionally biting your clit when you don't focus your attention on him

As you talk to him without expecting any response, he hums along while toying with your body

The excitement he gets from seeing you jolt to different touches can almost be compared to the rush he feels from a mass slaughter

Almost..

Wanting to switch your position, he shifts your body so your legs wrap around his waist and you slightly lean back

His tongue from his stomach quickly maneuvers around your panties, slipping into your warm pussy

Pulling you closer, his tongue goes deeper into you

Three arms now support your back as your head falls onto his shoulder

He brushes your hair out of your face as he continues to gradually pull you closer and deeper

A new sensation that makes him grin from ear to ear

You're warm, and so soft..

So real and pure

Perhaps he could even go as far as to compare you to something angelic

Or, maybe, a venerable animal, such as a rabbit

Your nails dig into his back as his tongue is as deep as it can go

He kisses your cheek, a warning that he's going to move on

Always keeping one arm wrapped around you, he lifts you, hovering you above his lap

Wanting to see how far you'll let him go, he starts to test the waters

Slipping a couple finger into you, he feels around to see if he can fit into you

It will be a tight fit- but he can make it work

A hand on his shoulder makes him freeze

The look across your face reads pure fear, maybe a hint of worry?

He pats your ass, giving it a squeeze

“Will it hurt?”

“Yes,”

He pauses, what else is there to say?

You grasp his shoulder as your breathing increases tenfolds

“I’m scared”

He knows, he always knows

“Can we go slow..?”

For you? He will

“I can..”

Keeping you hoisted in the air with two arms, he grabs one of his cocks as he spreads your pussy open

You're slowly lowered onto the tip

But he pauses, seeing the frown you adorn on you face

“Pause?”

“Pause..”

After a few seconds, you seem to ease into it

He pulls you all the way down, earning a cry from you

“Hurts- hurts..”

Your head rests on his shoulder, and he pulls you in- chest to chest with you

This reaction makes him shiver, you're so bare to him right now

You can feel his second cock harden against your ass, and you wrap your arms around his neck once more

Humming into you, he sucks your shoulder

The mouth on his stomach kitten licks your clit as he lets you settle into his dick

He grinds into you, seeing if you'll reciprocate the action

You do- and he decides you are ready

Very slowly, he lifts you up just a little bit, before guiding you back down

The whines and whimpers you let out make him squeeze your thighs and let out a long groan

Nothing can be compared to this, nothing can ever be better than this feeling

You're clenching around him and he can feel the way your breath is slowly calming down

Softly bouncing you on his cock, your hands make their way to his face as you pepper him with kisses

It’s domestic- but you seem to like it

Returning a few of your kisses, he picks up the pace, his hips slapping against yours

Something wet leaks onto his thighs

Looking down, he sees his dick is coated in your hymen blood and your arousal mixing with it

It awakes something primal in him

Pounding into you, he bites where your shoulder meets your neck

He lets your head rest in the crook of his neck

One hand pinches your clit as he begins to rub small circles on it

Both of you are close- so, so close

You're completely melted against him, letting him use your warm wet pussy

“Inside?”

All that comes out of you is a slurred ‘mhm’

Without much of a warning, you squirt on his cock with a shake and gasp, your orgasm very apparent

Feeling you drip on him pushes him over, his hip stuttering into you, hot ropes of cum being poured into you

He pulls you off of his dick, cradling your body after plugging you up with two of his fingers

You're long gone, having curled up and started to doze off

A rather successful test to see how far he was allowed to go with you.. He'd have to see where you draw the line next time

Tagged: @brazilian-vampyra

[listofwhyyouloveher]

You are pumping out these request like a machine goddamn😦

Can I get the boys,separate, with a reader that they've known for a long time getting a glow up? Like they never found her attractive or saw her in a romantic light. But one day she BAM glows up, angsty pleeeaaaseee🙏🏽

Summary: In which you glow up after being rejected by your crush

Warnings: angst, no happy ending sorry.

Author's Note: these are all relatively small and under the same premise sorry!

You had liked your greaser friend for a while, like for a REALLY long time. So when you’d finally worked up enough courage to ask him on a date you felt heartbroken when he turned you down. Later you heard it was because you weren’t ‘pretty enough’. Well fuck that! You decided it was your perfect time to start a massive glow up!

PONYBOY CURTIS

As soon as you stepped into the classroom after everyone had returned from spring break, Pony’s jaw dropped. And so did a lot of other’s. You looked like a new person, so much so that he almost didn’t recognize you if not for your jewlery. God, you were gorgeous. He smiled at you, but you seemed to look right past him. He tried talking to you in the halls but nothing worked. You seemed so busy with your new life that you had barely any time for him.

“Hey Y/n, wait up!”

“Oh hey.” You said, not even looking him in the eyes.

“What’s up, you don’t even try to talk to me anymore,” he laughs awkwardly and you shoot him a confused look.

“Why would I?”

“Well, I mean..I thought you liked me?” He asked, and you scoffed.

“Yeah well not anymore,” you said before walking away.

JOHNNY CADE

You were hanging out at the lot by yourself when you turned around to find Johnny staring at you. His mouth was open in shock.

“Y/n?” He asked, truly blown away with how good you looked.

“Hey,” you said, trying to be respectful.

“Oh my god, haven’t seen you since..” his voice trails off and you cringe. The last time you talked to him you confessed and he politely declined, only to go off and laugh at you with Dallas later on.

“Yeah, that was my mistake,” you shrug, completely over him if it wasn’t for the embarrassment of it all.

“Mistake?” He asked, you catch the hurt washing over his face.

“Mhm, one big mistake that I’ll never make again.” You smile at him, milking your revenge for everything it was worth.

“Oh,” he said softly before you shrugged and walked away.

SODAPOP CURTIS

Sodapop was kind of like a big deal because of how good-looking he was. So when you walked into class looking like the next Miss Oklahoma rumours started to spread about how the hottest girl and guy would get together. Soda approached you during lunch, a huge smile plastered on his face.

“Hey, Y/n”. You narrowed your eye before speaking.

“Uh, hi.”

“I was wondering, if maybe you wanted to go to the drive-in with me tomorrow?” He asked. You nearly choked on your own spit.

“Hell no!” You laughed and Soda looked shocked.

“What?”

“I said no, now can you move? You’re in my way” You said before shoulder checking him while walking off.

STEVE RANDLE

Steve had seen you walking down the road looking prettier than the morning sun and was absolutely stunned by how much brighter and happier you looked. Your hair was perfect and so was your skin. He wanted to talk to you but he was too scared, so when he went home he immediately dialed up your number on the nearest pay-phone.

“Hello?” Your voice rang out from the phone and Steve smiled.

“Hey Y/n, uh, it’s me Steve, I saw you walking down the road but was too nervous to talk to you…anyways, would you like to maybe go out sometime?” He rambled into the phone, expecting you to jump on his offer like you would’ve when you confessed. Instead you just sighed,

“Pussy” and the phone clicked signalling that you hung up, leaving him standing there in shock.

TWO BIT MATTHEWS

You had always admired Two-Bit’s humor, but now it was too much. He was going around town telling people how he always knew you’d end up pretty and that you were going to practically run back into his arms when he asks you out. You cringed just thinking about ‘running into his arms’. So when you saw Two-Bit walking with his gang you took your chance.

“Two-Bit!” You called from across the street, running over to him. You watched as his guys hyped him up and he nudged them with an ‘I told you so’ look.

“Hey Y/n, how’s it been?”

“Good! Been hearing a lot about you recently.” You feigned a smile.

“Really? Like what?” he smirked.

“Like the fact you're telling people that I'd got ‘running into your arms if you gave me the chance’! Which is why I'm actually talking to you right now, I’d like to clear the air and say I'm totally over you. I know my league and you are definitely below it! Bye!” You giggled before running off, leaving him standing in shock with his gang.

DARRY CURTIS

You had known Darry in high-school. He was popular and you were not, so it made sense that he rejected you. However when you saw him approaching you at the drive in, the pain and embarrassment came crashing back down on you.

“Y/n,” he said to you, as if testing the waters. You nodded in his direction before turning your attention back towards the screen.

“How have you been, you, uh, you look good.” He said awkwardly and you glance at him.

“I'm fine.” You tensed up when he sat next to you.

“Hey, uh, do you….are you free next week?” He asked hopefully and you scoffed.

“Hell no”

“Really Y/n? Is this all because I rejected you?” You glared at him, livid over the fact that he would bring that up. “Look, I was under a lot of pressure.. I'm sorry”

“Doesn't make it hurt any less.” You mumbled before getting out of your seat and leaving the drive in.

DALLAS WINSTON

Dally only likes pretty chick's, and you learned that after he whistled at you as you passed. You of course returned the favor by shouting a harsh ‘fuck off!’ which left him open-mouthed in shock.

“Y/n?” he asked, a grin starting to form on his face.

“What,” you glared at him, eyes narrowing in anger.

“Damn, you look good!” He said, taking a step closer to you and examining you.You got pissed and pushed him back away from you.

“What? I'm just tryna compliment you!” He said, stumbling back.

“Fuck off, Dallas. I mean it.” You snapped at him before stalking away.

[urhoneycombwitch]

i think I enjoy the idea of tattling on Eddie to Wayne

like y'all are grown ass adults but when Eddie plays too rough or makes a joke, you'll thrown on the overdramatics to be like "gasp Mister Wayne!! Eddie bit me/he's being mean/he's trying to get me pregnant!" and wayne just sighs and tells off Eddie who's like 😦 I didn't even do anything (even though he most definitely was) and reader all 😁😝

and it becomes a childish reoccurring thing and Eddie will definitely tell on you too and Wayne just mediates these two twenty somethings like they're eight year olds on the playground

you n Wayne have a whole little routine too, just to rile Eddie up. Eddie'll poke you in the ribs to punctuate his joke and you're curling around yourself, holding your side like a wound "ohhhhh my god I think you punctured a lung. hold on. vision... going... blurry..."

and Eddie is scoffing and rolling his eyes from across the couch like "c'mon, you big faker, I barely touched you! 🙄" but Wayne is already on his way over, patting your shoulder in a consoling gesture, frowning at Eddie- "now, son, I thought I might'a raised you better. that's no way to treat a lady."

and you're smirking at Eddie as he splutters, indignant, adding a splash of his own dramatics by pressing a palm to his chest- "my two favorite people in the world... ganging up on me?! whatever happened to loyalty 😔"

[pendarling]

Follow Me

I will do more smut and maybe take it all the way next time. Love y’all💗😦

CW: Some smut, some language.

Villain laughed with humour as soon as they caught sight of Hero trying to escape the binds again.

“Oh dear, you know that won’t work again.” Villain lifted up their weapon and saw Hero tense their shoulders. They were locked in a sturdy bind with their arms cross behind their back.

“I’d like to test that.”

Hero pushed themselves up from the ground and dodged a blow to their chest. They tried again to free their arms with much frustration.

Villain stumbled foreword but regained their posture. “You’re quick. But I’m quicker.” Hero huffed with annoyance and raced out of the building to the streets. People scattered all over the place and ran to seek shelter from the debris falling from the sky.

A bombing nearby had caused enough ruckus to distract police from Villain’s true intention. Hero tripped on a fallen bicycle and fell flat on their face. From behind them they could barely make out the sounds of Villain’s footsteps compared to the loud noise of the city surrounding them.

Villain cackled and caught up.

Their weapon immediately came into sight as their feet stood planted in front of them.

Hero clenched their teeth and watched Villain kneel down until their eyes met. “Cmon, everyone knows they predator always catches their prey.”

In response their nemesis gave them an obvious eye-roll. “Shut up.” They sat up slowly again and backed up slowly, their back unexpectedly meeting the bumper of a car.

Villain scooted closer in response. Their damned smile had given them the same feeling like always. The ache in their chest kept growing each day and Hero knew they were falling for them again.

“You’re coming with me, love.” Villain tapped the tip of their nose, and what Hero wished more than ever was for their touch to linger.

“I’m not.” They mumbled.

“But you want to.” They tilted their head.

Hero blushed and looked around the streets that emptied out. This wasn’t what they were aiming for, and it would only be a matter of time before authorities arrived.

“I don’t.”

If they looked into Villain’s gaze one more time they would surely give in to their desires. It was then that Hero felt the tingling sensation of their hand glide smoothly up their chest and to their chin forcing them to face Villain.

“Hero...” They firmly spoke. “You want to. I know you do, love.” Their voice lowered almost with lust and again, Hero fell for the trap laid out before them.

Villain left their weapon to the side and pressed their lips against theirs with a passion they hadn’t experienced. Hero instantly melted and reciprocated the feeling to their lips. They remained still for a moment just before the unexpected moans escaped their lips as soon as Villain pushed further and went to explore other parts.

When Villain’s eyes fluttered open they captured the sight of Hero’s guard lowering. Finally succumbing to the temptation. They smiled with delight and ran down the palm of their hand to the side of their hips and thighs.

It was almost too easy to play out their wildest dreams and in public much less.

Villain worked their lips down their neck and left a trail of teeth marks. The other shuddered at them. Their hips finally responding to the touch and pushing upwards with want. Villain smiled as soon as they realized the results were coming in positively. They gripped the back of Hero’s head and tightly pulled their head back by the hair.

“See?” They whispered to their ear. “Don’t you want to come with me now?”

“Mmm…” Hero bit their lip. There was no way they could leave their job.

Their nemesis slipped a hand between their legs and padded them softly. “Come on dear we don’t have all day.”

The other groaned heavily and felt their legs shift to lift up to the touch. It was so light and distant it couldn’t possibly be more teasing than this.

Villain raised their head to gaze down at Hero’s figure; their face was burning with embarrassment and want. It made Villain want to kiss them again. “What’s wrong, Hero?”

They shut their eyes trying to rid of the feeling of desire and return their professional self. “Villain, please…”

“You know you’re making this so difficult for me.” They stared down with eyes full of pity and continued pressing and stroking their most sensitive part. Hero let out a whine that sent shivers down Villain’s back. Of course they couldn’t leave them here, but kidnapping was certainly still an option if they weren’t willing to come voluntarily.

They panted heavily as soon as the motion between their legs sped up. “Villain! I—”

“You?”

They finally cracked open an eye lid and saw the criminal’s waiting expression. “S-stop!”

“Oh no, no, dear. Don’t say that.” They pulled their head in closer and laid another deep kiss towards them. This time Hero couldn’t stop them from pushing their tongue around their mouth without concern for their circumstance.

But it felt so good.

And Villain’s touch was always so careful with them.

Eventually, Villain thought, they would agree.

Villain pulled away again and watched their glassy gaze roll up to the back of their head. Villain paused their action and went to remove their suit with eagerness. There was little effort to stop them by the time they got Hero to flip over onto the ground, now just partially dressed. Though now Villain had gained access to their paints where their pleasure was the highest. Their face was pushed up against the gravel.

Villain leaned down once more; watching their lover’s face brighten in hue, “I’ll take you right here, darling.” Their hips weighed down to the back of the city’s favourite protector.

“Aahhh… no..” Hero had become a little bit of a mess and wasn’t in their usual state of mind. That much Villain could recognize. Hero attempted with pathetic intent to free themselves but Villain was already over it. The heavy breathing, the moaning it was getting too obvious.

“What do you want, then? Look at you, Hero. I’ve already bitten you in every area an onlooker could spot.” Their eyes widened with curiousity and grabbed onto Hero’s hips encouraging them to continue their desperate pursuit to pleasure. “Is that what you want? You want people to know that you’re a slut for me? Huh?” They chuckled heavily and bit onto the crest of their ear. Hero moaned again and it brought a satisfying smile to the criminal’s eyes.

After a moment Villain let out their classic cackle again and Hero could only whine while blushing in shame. They could sense their enemy’s impatience with each squeeze that travelled up and down their ass to their thigh.

Villain was desperate like that and their dominance was one of their biggest traits.

Maybe lust was all they were after. Nonetheless, it didn’t stop Hero from also taking the invitation and excitedly responding to their constant groping with another audacious grind of their hips.

“What’s this?” Villain pulled them closer and crawled a single hand up to their nipples which were drawn out from the tight clothes. “Are you sure you want to do this here?”

“Villain…” they panted, “please Villain!~ I can’t take it anymore…”

“Aren’t you overt? This isn’t very heroic of you.”

“Uhnnn… please..”

“Please what?”

Hero had enough with the teasing and their counterpart could tell it had made them agitated. In their attempt to use their body against their nemesis Villain found themselves in a situation that left them irreversibly needy as well. All Villain could hear was the resounding thoughts of tainted ideas on how to solve their lust right there and then.

Hero hadn’t responded to their question yet.

“Fuck Hero,” the tension in their groin was not one to be taken lightly, Villain wasn’t this easy to suppress for long periods of time. “if you’re gonna make it this hard I might actually just do it”

“Mmm..!~” Hero kept their eyes shut and tried facing away from their rival.

It was growing darker outside. The sounds of the city were fading and somewhere in the distance Villain could hear the reinforcement returning to the area. They’d have to be quick in either getting their hands all over Hero or leaving the scene.

One option was clearly more difficult to implement right then. For Villain that meant putting aside their selfishness.

They cussed themselves inwardly and with narrowed eyes, they pushed the bulge in their pants away from their ass. “Fuck!”

Hero was getting better at rejecting any advancements with only limited time on their hands. There were times when this operation could be easily performed and Villain would reward their love greatly.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t the case this time.

Villain grabbed their weapon and carried their weight back up. They stared at the tired Hero who laid on the ground. Their suit was messily fixed by them even though nothing truly happened.

“You’ve grown confident, Hero… and aggravating.” They sternly mumbled the second part.

A distressed part of Villain worried that Hero had lost interest in their pursuits or was pulling an act all along. Though that would have to be a well done act if they were able to go through with it a few times in the past.

Either way, it didn’t deter Villain from trying again next time. And when they did, they wouldn’t wait.

~~~

MASTERLIST

[nightlyrequiem]

Hi there requiemm!!! :3

tis i, jester, back with more requezts 😈

soo, ive got this like, vague idea, idk if its going to be worded correctly (im writing this on 2 hours of sleep and four cans of mango monster energy drinks)

anywhos, yknow how Valeria has that one skin thats full of tattoos? Like, face included? I think it would be genuinly super adorable if she had one of her cartel workers (us, reader) tattoo them on her

(I know some people say she got her tattoos in prison, but, this is fiction, so, who the fuck cares)

i want sexual tension though. Like, inbetween breaks from her lil tattoos reader massages her shoulders or something, or like, they have to get real up close for a tattoo on Valerias upper thigh -- instead of kneeling infront of her etc, reader looms over her shoulder, leaning at the heel of their palm, said palm placed inbetween Valerias legs on the chair underneath her, ykyk?? Idk if u know what im talking about, but, generally, keep the whole thing feeling like theyre about to kiss or smth 😦 real up close and intimate

Or like, Valeria requests reader sits criss-cross on her lap, holding her face as they start up her cheek tattoos, rather than just standing, uncomftorably over her, while loosely adjusting the position of her head, because, 'she values her favorite tattoo artists ease'. Aaagghhh melting 🫠

I ask of you, if pronouns HAVE to be involved, either keep them gn (gender neutral), or fem. I genuinly cannot imagine Valeria with a man of any kind, im sorry 😭

Whether or not smut is involved is up to u :3

as always, take care, and stay silly! No rush, no pressure, thank you in advance, whether or not u decide to write for this :3

much love,

-🃏🌀⭐️

Hiii Jester :3 So, someone actually already requested Valeria x Tattooist Reader a few days before you did. This post, if you were wondering. It was so fun to write though and I liked some of the ideas you had as well so I'm writing some more.

Fem or gender neutral reader 4ever. No hate to any male Valeria enjoyers but Valeria x any man icks me out

Also, mango monster is the best monster. 🙌

More Tattooist Reader x Valeria

I think you’re talking about her blackcell skin. The one with the skull tattoo on her face? Love that. It’s so… 😍

You worked for Valeria for a while. It’s no secret to anyone that you are good at tattooing. It still surprised you when Valeria asked you to do hers. You were incredibly nervous waiting for the upcoming day. She wanted a lot done in one session too.

The day finally came and in walked Valeria in all her glory. She just walked in like she owned the place. Technically she did, it was HER warehouse. You invited her to sit, eyeing the bare space on her arms. Your own canvas.

Valeria wanted her face done first. You awkwardly fumbled for a position before deciding to just invade her personal space. You tried leaning but you couldn’t get a stable grip on the needle. Valeria made a suggestion to simply sit in her lap.

You’re just so talented and she’d hate for your hand to start cramping, or for the awkward angle to do damage to the nerves. Please, sit in her lap, it’s really no trouble at all. She insists.

You considered it. That would be awkward but who wouldn’t take the chance to sit in VALERIA GARZA’S LAP? You certainly would take that chance. You sat your ass down and got to work. Gently holding her jaw as you worked. She stared at you the entire time. And you? You avoided looking into her eyes as if she were Medusa.

Occasionally you’d hit a more sensitive area and she’d tense under you and make a small noise. Oh boy, it was a going to be a long session. You had to fight yourself to focus on the work at hand and not the way her breath softly hit you in the face. How close her lips were to your own. If either you or her just leaned in about three inches you’d be kissing.

The worst part was when Valeria started talking to you. Asking about your work as an artist, and about how you were getting on in the cartel. Practically murmuring into your ear. It’s a good thing you weren’t a guy because you’d be popping an absolute RAGER.

You had finally finished her face tattoos. You hesitated before getting off of her. You wanted to savour the feeling of being in her lap for just a little longer. Not too much longer though. You didn’t want her to think you were weird.

You did her left arm next. A little college of images and symbols coming together right on her arm. You finished up and looked at your work proudly. Her skin was still red and irritated but you knew she was going to look so good when they were fully healed.

She needed a break before you started on her right arm. Valeria had a high pain tolerance but getting a needle repeatedly stabbed into your skin will start to become unbearable after a while. Valeria stretched and then winced.

“Do you think you could help me?”

That’s how you ended up stationed behind her. You weren’t a licensed massage therapist either but it turns out tattooing isn’t your only skill.

You finished up her right arm a few hours later. You still had another session the next week to finish up some smaller details but you were finished for now and Valeria was happy. Happy enough that you somehow ended up in her bed that night. Not that you were complaining.

[orion4ever]

Cove Holden x mc? Cove gets heatstroke when surfing with mc, and mc and cliff take care of him? Thanks 😊

Author’s note: I actually got heatstroke once while at a flea market , I had to sit down on the concrete lmao! I kept the step ambiguous enough, it could either be Step 2 or 3 depending on what you want! ^^

late note: i got this request so wrong 😦, I thought it said mc gets heatstroke..Whoops! Thats my mistake

Pairing: MC x Cove Holden

🐚

He starts noticing instantly if you start showing signs of suffering a heat stroke.

Leaves you alone when you wave it off as the sun just making sluggish.

If you look like you’re about to pass out then expect Cove to guide you to a chair and give you some of his cold water.

He gets so worried about you and thought it was something more serious :(

Luckily both him and his father are both very sweet.

It was the hottest day of summer, at a more populated beach there was a surfing competition where you and Cove would be competing.

The two of you were very excited about it, you had been practicing together every day that you could and were confident that you would OBLITERATE every surfer there!

Cliff had been the first to volunteer to drive the two of you out of town to the beach in the neighboring town to compete.

You all sat in the car, Cove tapped his fingers on his thigh as he looked out the window.

You leaned on your side of the car and stared out the window too.

Cliff was keeping his eyes on the road but decided to start a conversation.

“So, you two excited?” He asked with an easy smile, already knowing the answer. Cove turned away from the window and gave a half excited nervous smile.

“Yeah. It’s going to be great” he said with a chuckle. “This would be the first time I will be surfing with other surfers though. What if I do badly” He asked, rubbing his nape.

“Don’t be so down on yourself, we’ve been practicing every day. Even if we aren’t as good, we made an effort!” You had encouraged, giving him a pat on the shoulder.

“You basically live in the ocean” You had added with a chuckle.

“Hey.” He said with a raised brow.

“MC is right, Son. What matters in the end is that you have fun.” Cliff added, peering into the rearview mirror to look at Cove.

“I guess you two are right. I am feeling a bit better about this.” Cove had said, now with a more sure smile.

That's the spirit, Bud. And perfect timing too. We’re here.” Cliff finished, now pulling into the beach parking lot and finding a spot.

The three of you filed out of the car and stood around. Cliff pulled out the beach bag your moms had prepared for them. (knowing him, he’d probably sit on the sand and forget to pack sunscreen)

“Okay, guys. Let’s put on some screen and Zinc…?” He questioned the last thing when noticing a small new packet of Zinc Surfer Sunscreen.

Before Cove could comment or protest, his dad squeezed a good chunk of it in his hands and covered Cove’s nose and cheeks with it.

“Ah-“ he said startled but accepted his fate of being properly sun-screened.

When Cliff was done he motioned for you to take the zinc and sunscreen so that you could apply your own.

You shook your head. “Nah. It's good. It’s even that sunny today.” You protested. “I barely wear sunscreen or ‘Zinc’ anyway.” You continued, you didn’t like how either of those felt on your face.

“I dunno…” Cliff said a little hesitantly.

“Mr.Holden, I promise I will be fine.” You tried and reassured with a laugh.

“Well okay then. You know what works for you. Tell me if you wanna reconsider later though, okay?” Cliff caved in.

“Of course! Now come on, we got a surfing competition to win.”

-

It had been three hours of the surfing competition. You and Cove were able to get first place in your age category and were rewarded with a humble-sized trophy.

Since the three of you drove out here, you may as well enjoy this new beach until it was time to go home.

While you and Cove talked, you began to feel a little lightheaded and your vision began to feel like you were spinning. You began to fan your face a little, maybe thinking that your surf suit was making it feel hotter.

“MC, are you ok?” Cove asked, noticing your behavior change.

“Yeah... I think the sun is making me sluggish or maybe I am just tired from the competition..?” You questioned.

“Do you want to sit down?” Cove asked.

“Nah. I am good. Let’s keep going, I think they’re giving out hotdogs over there.!

-

The sun was trying to boil you alive today.

Maybe this was the sun’s revenge on you, for not heeding your neighbor’s warning and putting sunscreen on.

You swayed and held your head, you felt so dizzy and nauseous. You decided that you needed a break and flopped onto the warm sand.

“MC?! A-are you ok?” Cove asked, turning around to see you helplessly lying on the ground.

“Ughhhh…” you groaned, feeling Cove’s arms on yours and hoisting you up as best as he could before he put you on his back for a piggyback ride.

“It’s fine, it’s fine! Let’s go get my dad” He tried and reassure you but you could hear the panic in his voice.

He carried you to where his dad had set up base, sitting on a towel that he had placed under an abandoned umbrella. When Cliff felt eyes on him he turned to Cove jogging towards him with you on his back and instantly got up.

“What's wrong?” He said, worried. He moved out of the way so that Cove could lay you on the towel. “I think they got heatstroke..”

Cliff got right into the action. “Cove stay here with them. I am getting a bucket of ice and water.” He instructed before quickly sprinting off to whatever lifeguard tower he could find.

Cove sat next to you and used the corner of the tower to wipe the sweat from your forehead. “Were you feeling sick earlier?” He asked, earning a slight nod from you.

“It's ok. We will uh get you something cold to drink, maybe you should unzip the top part of your surf suit.” Cove suggested.

You agreed and shed off the top layer of the suit, leaving you in your swim top/bare chest. Cliff had made his entrance again, this time with three bottles in a bucket of ice and a towel.

“I got the stuff- and good job. They need as much cold air as they can get.” He commended Cove before kneeling next to you and opening a cold bottle of water. “Here, make sure to take big gulps,” Cliff said, leaning you on the beach bag so that you could properly rehydrate.

It was just you sipping as much water as you could while Cove drenched the towel in the ice water and placed it on the back of your neck, after a while you felt much better.

Cliff had joked that the sun was trying to turn you to ash while Cove kept asking if it was you not wearing the sunscreen or if it was you not getting enough cold water in your system.

You felt better but you felt even more better knowing you had amazing guys around to help you.

[itsmeoculi]

Poe dating hcs! SMUT AND FLUFF

Pairing(s):Poe x gn!reader

Tw: Smut hcs, nsfw content will be mentioned

Synopsis:None needed! Just dating Poe hcs

Let’s get a move on then!

Floof

-DEFINITELY LEAVES NOTES AROUND THE HOUSE!! He’s a writer for goodness sake, his notes are rlly cute. It’s like him telling you when he’s coming back home, if he’s making any additional stops, and where he mainly is headed for.

-Karl has had to at least sneak 1, if not, 2 thirsty love poems that Poe writes about you, when he’s alone. Ofc Poe is very shy AND WOULD PROBABLY DIE if you saw what he wrote. Karl being a smart as showed you by sneaking the papers. Poe could barely look at you in the eyes (as if they’re even visible) for like 2 weeks. Poor introvert :(

-Definitely a cuddle bug, a quite one tho. He doesn’t really ask for cuddles, he slides into them naturally, yk? like one night y’all are gonna sleep at a late hour, and he nudges your shoulder and sneaks his head under your arm. You guys then end up holding each other after

-LITTLE SPOON LITTLE SPOON LITTLE SPOOOOOOON!!!!!!!!

-Spoils you, but like unintentionally. Like man is so rich that $2,000 seems like a miracle to you, but to him? That’s a measly nickel, if not a cent to this guy 😦

-He would casually buy you new expensive stuff, like on a daily basis. No not “Here, darling it’s for Christmas.” And he gives you a new car (which this situation is still completely possible) but like you’ll see $20,000 purses on nightstands, DAILY, next to notes he leaves and the note would say “Just a small gift, love you always.” LIKE GODDAMNNNNN.

-you prob tell him at some point not to spend so much money on you, he apologizes (EVEN THOUGH HE DONT NEED TOOOO POOR BBY :((( ) BUT STILL KEEPS BUYING YOU STUFF just less frequently, cause he wants to listen to you. BUT HOW COULD HE NOT SPOIL YOU?

-loves rainy days because he would write stories, and ask for feedback from you, even if ur not a pro writer he just wants to hear your voice rlly (lil simp frfr)

-you babysit Karl when he’s REALLY BUSYYYY he trusts you <33

-writes letters sometimes. You two have phones and stuff, but he sometimes likes the feeling of paper and ink all dedicated to you. So he writes traditional letters instead of texts sometimes (he mainly does this for anniversaries or any special events)

-When y’all are about to have.. spichyyyy time, YOU GUYS HAVE TO HAVE TO HAVE TO make sure that Karl doesn’t walk in. So y’all lock everything and make sure that Karl is in a whole separate FAR AWAY room from where y’all are, cause I have to say it, POE IS A LOUD MOANER

That brings us to smut hcs!

-He’s an automatic sub/bottom

-whimpers a lot, especially if you’re edging him FOR SOME REASON HE LOVES IT THOUGH

-He loves being at your mercy, he wants you to use him.

-Don’t deny that this man would be into wearing collars. HE WILL LITERALLY BUY ONE THAT SAYS “(Name’s)” (yk like you own him) ofc out of the bedroom you feel bad, but he likes being yours so uh.. yeah!

-give this guy a blowjob HE’LL DIEEE, of arousal of course.~~

-I’m scared but this guy has some junk, bc you know that all tall, shy, introverted men in these kinds of shows have BIG THONG-ALONG so he be packin’

-Loves hair tugging, but be gentle, he’s sensitive <33

-being sensitive, he’s also easy to arouse and satisfy.

-he’s a bit of a k!nky btch. Not as k!nky as Dazai tho but that’s a whole different can of worms.

-aftercare game isn’t bad. He pampers you with affection.

APOLOGIES IF THE SMUT SECTION WAS CRINGYY (I’m not used to writing stuff like that but I hope you at least enjoy) 😭

[katzu919]

helloo how are youuuuu ok so if its chill with you can you write some angst about ayato's bf moving back to mondstadt because they got into a fight BUT BUT BUT then like the reader comes back 3 years later for business and they becomes bfs again. feel free to ignore this BUT IF UR CHILL WITH IT CAN I BE UR 😦 ANON?

Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

You couldn’t deal with it anymore. You made your way to the docks, planning on getting a trip back to Mondstadt, your homeland. You and Ayato had gotten into a fight again and you couldn't handle waiting around for another one. The docks were more bare than you thought they would be but it didn't bother you too much, less people to explain too as to why you were leaving.

You boarded the ship with little to no issue and made yourself as comfortable as you could. You looked over the land you had made your home with Ayato. A small part of you hoped he would come running to the docks, stopping you from leaving though you knew that wouldn't happen. He had more important issues to attend to anyway. You let out a sigh and turned your back and made your way below deck, leaving Ayato and the life you built behind.

You froze, about to turn around and go a different way when he called out to you. “(Y/N).” He had a shocked look on his face, like you were the last person he would expect to see, standing in the light that the setting sun was casting. He slowly took a step forward then another and before either of you knew it he was standing in front of you.

You froze, about to turn around and go a different way when he called out to you. “(Y/N).” He had a shocked look on his face, like you were the last person he would expect to see, standing in the light that the setting sun was casting. He slowly took a step forward then another and before either of you knew it he was standing in front of you.

You froze, about to turn around and go a different way when he called out to you. “(Y/N).” He had a shocked look on his face, like you were the last person he would expect to see, standing in the light that the setting sun was casting. He slowly took a step forward then another and before either of you knew it he was standing in front of you.

“Ayato.” You whispered. You had no idea what to say to him.

“I thought I would never see you again.” His voice was breathy. “I didn’t know you left Inazuma until the morning after, when I couldn’t find you.” You felt your heart squeeze painfully. No matter how much you told yourself you didn’t, you still loved him.

You inhaled shakily before wrapping your arms around him. You couldn't think of anything to say. Should you apologise? Does he even want your affection? But before you could spiral more he wrapped his arms around you. You both stood there for a bit before Ayato pulled away, keeping his hands on your shoulders.

“Why don’t we go get some tea?”

Maybe being sent for this meeting wasn’t so bad.

I’m so sorry but this is so bad. I couldn’t think of anything and it’s pretty vague :( also sorry this took so long and i could think of a title for this. And one last sorry for any and all grammatical mistakes and spelling mistakes.

[yenqa]

MORE TIME WITH YOU!

chapter 5

THE BABY?

warnings : being like nervous,

ignore timestamps!

not proofread!

your hands were so jittery. you felt like you were about to make the biggest decision of your life, but no. you’re just meeting niki. his name almost makes you nervous, the sounds of continuous stepping come into the room, is that him?

the door opens to reveal the familiar black haired male, he bows at everyone including you, as he walks to sit down next to you for the filming of the intro.

the producers force you to talk to eachother, saying “chemistry is important”, meaning unfortunately meaning you have to talk to riki.

“hi” you smile nervously.

“hi, you’re y/n right?” he asks, hoping he got your name right.

“oh yeah! and you’re niki, have we met before?” you pretend to wonder, as you barely manage to keep eye contact. niki suddenly remembers where he knew you from. as if someone put it in his brain in just the right moment. he remembers being so nervous about management when they would see you in his jacket during his first comeback,

he smiles at the memory, “yeah i believe we have, nice to see you again.”

“it’s nice to see you too” you break eye contact, pretending to be looking for the baby you were about to take care of.

“do you know what the baby looks like?” he taps your shoulder, you jolt at the feeling, “sorry i shouldn’t have done that.” he quickly apologizes, realizing his mistake.

“o-oh it’s totally fine! i just wasn’t expecting it. no i have no idea honestly.” he chuckles at your statement, glancing through the open window of the room. soon a few crew members walk in, the baby being held by someone as excitement bubbles in your chest. you almost running to the baby but contain yourself.

“hello everyone, this is yujin, she’s nine months and this is her mother nayeon, this is the baby you two will he taking care of so please treat her nicely, nayeon will have some words now” she turns to yujin’s mom as she starts talking, “please take care of her well, i brought her toys and packages of milk as well” she smiles at you two. “yujin-ah let’s go meet them!” nayeon smiles at her, pointing her head towards you two as she walks up to you, waving.

you stand up to meet nayeon half way, niki following, you turn your voice a few pitches higher to talk, “hi yujin! you’re so cute! do you wanna go play?”

niki has never really babysat for anyone, so he was frozen there, looking at the baby. yujin nods as she grabs your finger, you grab a hold of her, saying thank you of course then bringing her to to another room, you signal niki to follow as he walks towards you.

yujin hides in fear of niki, he is pretty tall, you stop in your tracks realizing why she’s scared.

“it’s okay yujin! he’s very friendly, look!” you give him a fist bump, as you try to get yujin to do so too. shyly, she gives him a fist bump as she buries her head in your chest, as you rub her back a bit.

“okay what do you want to play yujin?”

you set her down on the mat, she points at the dolls she brought with her. you grab one. she speaks utter nonsense as you pretend you understand, answering with little hums and all sorts of noises.

“okay let’s start filming everyone!” the producer exclaims, setting up the camera.

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sypnosis - a new idol variety show makes 4th generation maknaes take care of a kid for a month! what happens when niki gets paired with a random girl who he maybe had one interaction with a few months ago? and when the reality show ends, why does he want to spend more time with you?

a/n : my writing is getting worse and worse i fear😦

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[medical2pickles]

I just had the weirdest dream about team fortress 2. I don't play it, but I go by the comics and just what the fans give and yadayada ; so the dream didn't take place on one of the maps or was accurate to how you played.

The blu team was getting taken and put on red, so medic escaped and started running away. (This started at my house, and he was running away from it, so It took place in the area I live in.)

In an alleyway, he met the Blu soldier who was also running away. They ran to a big road and saw the Blu spy and sniper on a motorcycle. The spy had the mask he had on at the end of emesis blue. they both were trying to find them to swap them to RED.

After seeing them, they somehow got a motorcycle each and drove off. Spy and snipers bike was faster than theirs so they both agreed that they'd trick them instead, and swerve away ect.

Okay so medic and soldier were absolute idiots and started bumping into each other trying to make eachother fall because it was funny. Medic got thrown off the motorcycle and into the grass near some trees, and soldiers quickly followed. Spy and sniper saw them and quickly went to them.

By the time medic got up spy was already at medic, and since soldier looked dead and wasn't moving he tried to buy time and distract spy. Sniper went over to soldier. Medic and spy turned around and by the time he turned back, 'sniper' was back with them, soldier still lying face down on the grass. (Turns out it wasn't only spy who could disguise. While their backs were turned, soldier woke from pretending to be dead and knocked out sniper. He swapped their appearances and when 'sniper' insisted hed take medic back, they got on the bike and just...sped off.

As soon as that happened, soldier taunted spy and switched back to soldier as he was riding away with medic, and obviously medic was in shock. After all that, soldier looked back at the road and realized there were some train tracks or something being built.

(now this is where it gets weird and doesn't make sense at all so just bare with me here)

They ditched the bike, and they were now flying kinda, and soldier quickly landed on someones shoulders. This person was watching the new train track things in action, standing close against the wall. Soldier was terrified because there were gaps in between each plank of wood went down endlessly, and the spaces were pretty wide, wide enough to fall down.

Oh no. Wall. I'm not joking when a concrete wall instead of a train started coming down. Since soldier was really high up, on someones shoulders, the wall took him and he held on to a balloon or something?? And floated up. He had to drop now or hed just keep floating up, so he let go. Guess who he finally found as he grabbed on to someones lab coat, a guy who was holding onto a 20 story car park. Medic 😦.

So they uh, somehow floated down until 2 stories and dropped down.

Meanwhile, a random camp counselor woman and some kids were stuck in a shed. She kicked the door until she got out, and the first thing she saw was just blood behind a table. Keeping the kids in the shed, she went over to it.

(this was in the car park, where soldier stood landed behind a table.)

She screamed so loud, because there was a really blooded dead body, supposedly soldier based on she shoes. It was the only recognizable thing on this guy.

Then, my dream cuts to the wall next to her, which was medic and soldier. Medic was FLABBERGASTED while soldier was trying to explain in a whisper.

He explained that after they landed and medic left for a bit, spy found him and shot at him, but missed. that scared soldier and grabbed a fork that was on the table, and stabbed him repeatedly. Until he was unrecognizable. He then swapped their shoes, and hid, so that whoever saw the body thought it was soldier.

Anyway my dreams are super weird, but it felt like a movie to me. I was sad that medic wasn't the main one in it though 😞.

[itoshi-s]

oh my god i’m so sorry but. noya-nii 😳😳🫣🫣 is it just me. am i the only one who just creamed their panties. he’d be so eager i can’t breathe

😦😦😦😦😦,,,!,!!???? WH.WHAATTT THE FUCKSJJSIAHSHS RIVER ?!!:!:!’s um .um she’s purring it’s so bad. it’s sO SO BAD AHSJSKS WHYS MY BACK ARCHIN….. why r there tears in my EYES SJSJAJAK

cw stepcest

yuu-nii who’s so, SOOOO eager to get his hands on you :( and you don’t even pay no mind to this at first, you’ve always been close anyway, but lately he’s been exceeding all your expectations. (you would be such a liar to say you don’t enjoy the lingering touches, though.) there’s barely any age gap between the two of you — but that doesn’t stop him from wanting to introduce u into everything, like a good older brother should :(( he’s barely experienced himself, still gets way too flustered around all the pretty girls, but he’s a quick learner, and cannot wait any longer to do all the things he’s been watching to you instead </3 and ohhhh gOD as soon as yuu gets you once, there’s no going back. he’s never satisfied. he cannot be, not with the way he pads over to your room late at night, hair down and eyes somewhat a little wild, and you’re still awake, up and glimmering with excitement — each and every time :( he crawls on top of you, slides a hand under the soft silk of your cami and groans. ‘you getting all dressed up f’me?’ he hums against your mouth and hopes you don’t tease him for how his voice cracks with need already. you wrap your arms around his neck instead, legs hooking behind his hamstrings as you giggle breathily, ‘mm. just for you, nii chan.’ you mumble, a whine bleeding through as he nibbles on your lips and kneads at your tits, all too eager and rough. ‘y’ like it, yuu?’ there’s a bit of a nod as his head drops just between your jaw and shoulder, tongue warm on your skin and teeth sharp as he utters, ‘uh-huh. very much so, pretty’ all while his hand works on pulling his boxers down already:(

[delcakoo]

enhas reaction to you getting hurt + hospital visits ⋆ꨄ˚ ༘ *

requested <3

≛ PAIRING ! enhypen x gn!reader

≛ GENRE ! fluff n’ comedy

≛ WC ! 2.7k

≛ WARNINGS ! uhh not very severe injuries (?) reader says penis in niki’s idk man

a/n: thank u for the req anon ^^ i hope you don’t mind i expanded a bit with the prompt, and hi new followers i love u guys sm <3

// LEE HEESEUNG !

heeseung is pretty calm in these situations

when you first told him you broke your arm, he was of course very worried, demanding you explain how the hell that happened

probably does a bit of scolding at your clumsiness

but once he gets over the initial shock he’s just like eh it’s nothing serious

however you do have to stay overnight at the hospital to make sure everythings okay, which heeseung was sad about

you were just lying in your bed, staring at your broken arm depressingly

when heeseung walks in !!

you immediately gasp when you see him

this man brought you flowers and a box of chocolates :(

“yah! why do i need flowers for breaking my arm? are you crazy!?”

he giggles, placing them both on your side table before leaning down to give you a quick kiss

“i just wanted to. this is making me sad, i don’t like seeing you like this.” he frowns, gently holding your arm

you sigh, “it’s okay, i’ll be out tomorrow.”

he pokes the side of his mouth with his tongue, “do you think i can convince them to let me sleep here with you then?”

you laugh, watching him rub your cast, “hee, i’m fine. this bed is barely big enough for one person.”

“no, i’ll sleep on the floor, duh” he says as if it was obvious

yeah he’s not giving up until he successfully ends up asleep on the ground next to your bed that night

however having him so close but not right there next to you felt like a tease

sooo you both end up squished on the tiny hospital bed, half your limbs falling off the edge

oh and when you're fully recovered, he takes you to do lots of physical activities like archery just so you can proudly show off your now working arm !

and expect him to be bragging to all the other people there too like a mom chaperoning a kindergarten field trip

“yeah, that’s my partner who actually just recovered from a broken arm.”

“another ten baby? great job!” he looks over to the other couples, “pretty impressive right?”

“oh, and did i mention they just broke their arm? yeah, they’re kinda amazing.”

everyone is just like 😦😦 we didn’t ask

but hee doesn’t care !! <3

jay will be very overprotective and in full caretaker mode >:(

jay will be very overprotective and in full caretaker mode >:(

jay will be very overprotective and in full caretaker mode >:(

when you call him to let him know you’re in the hospital, he chokes on his own saliva

“what?! what the hell happened? for how long? do i have to beat someone up??”

you sigh

once your boyfriend actually let you explain, he calmed down knowing your injury wasn’t that serious and left the dorms immediately

he was thinking about taking a detour to get you some gifts

but he just wanted to see you as soon as possible

when jay arrives he will literally stay with you for the rest of the day, it doesn’t matter if the hospitals chairs were uncomfortable as hell, he will just sit there making sure everything is going well

even if you’re asleep he’ll be watching over you like a hawk

but for some reason doing nothing makes him feel bad even though it’s technically the nurses job to be taking care of you right now

he feels like he needs to be doing something, mans just wants to get you out of that sad hospital gown

“babe, want me to turn on the tv?”

“are you hungry?” *gets up* “i’ll get the nurse.”

“i think you should have more water.” *forces the bottle down your throat*

“do you want a massage?” *starts rubbing your shoulders before you even reply*

everytime you’re just like “jay i’m fine, calm down please.”

so eventually he gives up and falls asleep on the hospital stool

you get some amazing blackmail material that day of his sleeping face <3

when you’re finally out of the hospital, jay takes you to the mall and spoils you rotten no matter how much you protest, declaring that the both of you had to celebrate your swift and smooth recovery !

// SIM JAKE !

he’s acting like you just got shot 😭

“stay calm babe!! i’m on the way right now oh my god!”

“jakey, i told you, i just twisted my ankle. stay at practise please.”

“no,” he presses, “you need me right now, you’re prince is on the way!”

facepalm

you’re beginning to regret telling this boy anything in the first place

he shows up at the hospital out of breath as if he just won a marathon, immediately grabbing your leg

“yah, careful!” you scold, watching him inspect your ankle carefully

“i can’t believe this.. we can’t go on any dates for the next few weeks!” jake whines, holding your ankle

you smack his head, making him yelp out in pain, “that’s what you’re concerned about?!”

carefully dropping your ankle back onto the bed, he rubs the spot you hit him, “of course i’m concerned about your injury! it’s just i wanted to take you roller skating this week..”

you scoff, “well can still go on other dates dumbass, i’ll just have to use crutches.”

for some reason, this idiot starts giggling

you snap your head to him, “how is that funny?!”

he laughs harder, “sorry, i can just imagine your grumpy face as you try to keep up limping next to me.”

what to do with this mfer

despite him making fun of you, he’s genuinely very caring throughout the whole healing process

he probably does a whole daily check in with you every morning

“day #13 of the twisted ankle, how’re we feeling this fine morning, ma’am/sir?”

“jake, please stop interviewing me.”

he pouts, calling you lame 🙄

besides that, everytime he gets the chance he kisses your cast and gently holds it :(

and he always helps you with your crutches, making sure you can move good before starting to walk with you

and he usually likes to guide you with his hand on your lower back <3

even though you complain that you feel like a senior citizen and swat his hand away a few seconds later, he still tries his best 😭

all in all, dorky but loving boy !

// PARK SUNGHOON !

bro thinks you’re joking at first

but when he realizes you aren’t kidding he kinda freaks out

you - 2:37pm : i’m in the hospital :(

hoon - 2:42pm : y/n i’m not dealing w ur stupid pranks rn i’m at the studio

okay in sunghoon’s defense you do play a lot of pranks on him

but in your defense his reactions are top tier !

however you still reply back, feeling offended

you - 2:42pm : wtf i’m not kidding this time 😐 i literally fell and sprained my ankle

you - 2:44pm : now they're putting a cast on me

he was baffled by your text, nearly tripping as he flew up from his seat and let the boys know he had to leave

hoon - 2:44 : wtf???

hoon - 2:44 : im omw

when sunghoon walks into your room, he’s nervously fidgeting, his hands stuffed into his pockets

he frowns when he sees you in lying in the hospital bed, quickly coming over to give you a hug

“this is what happens when i leave you alone for a day? geez, baby.”

he looks down at your leg which was tightly bandaged in a white cast, before suddenly reaching into his pocket

“yeah well, it’s not my fault i tripped over some stupi—“ you stop mid sentence when your boyfriend pulls out a strange, rectangular piece of cardboard

“babe.. what is that?”

he shows it to you, grinning proudly

this man has a printed out photo of his face in his pocket

more specifically, it seems to be one of his photocards from enhypen’s last album

“why the fuck do you have a picture of yourself in your pocket?” you look at him, extremely unimpressed

“it’s my get better gift!” he exclaims, handing it to you

you take it from him, looking down at the cardboard in disbelief, “are you kidding me, sunghoon? other boyfriends would get their partner— i don’t know, chocolates or something, but i get a piece of cardboard with your dumb face on it?”

he scoffs, “first of all, my face is not dumb, and you should be grateful! thousands of people would die to have that photocard!”

anyways..

on the bright side, hoon is very protective of you whilst you recover from your injury, always reminding people you are a ‘temporarily handicapped citizen’

he also assists you with anything and everything throughout the process, even simple things like getting water? he’s like ‘I'M ON IT !!’

which you do appreciate a lot

even though he says annoying things like: “wow, seriously what would you do without me~”

“i’m such a good boyfriend, look at me taking care of you!”

you just give him the stink eye that says ‘when i’m better, you’re dead’

either way, it’s an interesting experience, but you have to admit hoon did help you a lot

and maybe you ended up putting that photocard in your phone case.. what about it

// KIM SUNOO !

worried bby AGHHH HE’S SO STRESSED

sunoo and the boys had just finished a performance when you called him, telling him you slipped and fell right onto your arm (luckily it wasn’t too severe, but still definitely broken)

bro literally screamed as if this information hurt him more than you

sunoo <3 - 1:20pm : YOU WHAT?! 😡🤬 (sunoo would use a lot of emojis i just know it)

sunoo <3 - 1:20pm : I JUST GOT OFF STAGE BUT I’LL BE THERE AS SOON AS I CAN BUB DONT WORRY ☺️

you - 1:21pm : sun it’s fine, turn off ur caps lock 😭 i only need to get my cast then i can prob just go

sunoo <3 - 1:21pm : IT’S NOT FINE I NEED TO BE THERE WHEN THEY PUT ON YOUR CAST! 😁 I’M ON MY WAY!! 😘😘😘

you - 1:21pm : 😧

he arrives at the hospital faster than expected, letting out some kind of dolphin screech when he sees you in the bed

“aish, you clumsy baby, i can’t believe this.” he whines, quickly forcing you to sit up so he can give you a big hug

when the doctor comes in to get your cast on, he watches them very closely as if they aren’t professionals at what they do

they carefully bandage your arm, and sunoo is just staring daggers at them everytime you wince in pain

the second they finish your boyfriend starts clapping and cheering, telling you how proud he is and that you did so well :)

he’s also the first person to sign your cast, writing his name in cute bubble letters

he also draws lil flowers all over it <3

you’re smiling like an idiot, because just admit it, he is adorable

during your recovery, sunoo is extra caring with you, and he also enjoys feeding you

“babe, y’know i can still use my other arm right?”

he silences you by stuffing your mouth with a spoonful of soup

“ah, my baby’s eating so well~”

10/10 experience honestly, being babied does feel good sometimes, especially when it’s sunoo !!

// YANG JUNGWON !

this boy probably almost bursts into tears when he sees you hurt :(

like genuinely he’s so heartbroken, but also determined to make your recovery as quick as possible

wonnie will literally research for hours until he’s become an expert on your injury

anyway when you tell him you sprained your ankle he also questioned if he was being pranked at first

but once you assure him you’re being for real, extremely panicked cat activated

he debated just racing to the hospital, but he decided he wanted to make you smile

he stops at your favourite bakery, buying a whole box of cinnamon scones

and then he gets you a cute teddy bear with a bowtie along the way 🥹

when he enters the room, he literally forgets about the gifts behind his back and runs to kiss you

“the members are all worried about you too, how’s it feeling?” he says, gently touching your ankle

“sorry for worrying them,” you peck his lips, “it hurts like hell.”

he frowns, before revealing the teddy bear and scones

you squeal when you see the teddy bear, immediately going for it first

“he’s so cute, i’ll name him jungwon jr!” you declare, tightly hugging the plushie to your chest

your boyfriend laughs at your cute reaction, opening the box of scones, “very creative, jagi. now have your scones.”

he’ll just watch you munch on them happily, brushing away any crumbs from your lips

during your recovery, jungwon will also be very protective of you

anytime you’re using your crutches the other members aren’t allowed to be in your way

if they are, this mf is not afraid to use his leader card to tell them off or just straight up push them 😭

“yah, handicapped person coming through. where’s your manners 🙄?”

“niki, watch where you’re going!” *smack*

and when you’re in public, won is very very observant

he always makes sure you’re on the side away from the road, and he looks out for any holes in the sidewalk that your crutches could get stuck in

and when you’re fully recovered, jungwon will not hesitate to throw a whole party

he sends a text to enha’s group chat, enthusiastically inviting them to “y/ns ankle recovery celebration”

they’re all slightly confused, but the boys are happy for you so they come anyway

you don’t know how you feel about a party dedicated to your ankle, but you go along with it because your boyfriend is having a great time !! <3

// NISHIMURA RIKI !

this boy will be making fun of you a lot.. what’d you expect

he’ll be flexing that his foot is fully functioning unlike your very much broken one

“hey babe watch this!” *jumps* “hah, bet you can’t do that 😎”

you just look at him, extremely unimpressed

“ugh, can’t believe i’m dating a grandma.” he says, having to walk extra slow just so you could keep up with him on your crutches

*smack*

“ow!”

“as soon as my damn foot is healed, you’re in some deep shit nishimura.”

bro is scared for his life 😞

don’t get me wrong, he would still be very sweet and caring, but with a more playful aura to it

when you first told your boyfriend you broke your foot, he didn’t believe you until you sent a photo of your cast as proof

which is in all honesty pretty fair, as prank wars are a daily occurrence in your relationship

but anyway as soon as he saw the picture niki begged the staff to drive him to the hospital right away, dance practise completely forgotten

when he walks in, you smile brightly and greet him with a kiss

you were just sitting on the bed, explaining how you fell in the first place when niki suddenly reaches into his pocket

“so then i was— why do you have a sharpie?” you ask, watching him scoot down until he’s at your foot

he’s grinning mischievously, which makes you very nervous

you try to move your bandaged foot away from his grabby hands, but he easily follows it, the permanent marker still in his grip

you catch on to what he’s trying to do quickly, “yah! if you draw a fucking penis or anything stupid on my cast i’ll kill you!”

he laughs, “i swear i’m not! just trust me!”

“why would i ever do that?!” you exclaim, still moving your foot away

sadly this brat overpowers you easily, pinning your leg down by the knee so your cast is perfectly still in front of him

you sigh in defeat as he spends about a minute slowly writing something right on the very front of it, giggling the whole time which only stresses you out more

whatever he’s writing, you’ll have to wear that for the remainder of your recovery

“done.” he announces proudly, placing the lid back onto the tip of the sharpie

you sigh, carefully bringing your leg up so you can see the damage he’s done

“PROPERTY OF NISHIMURA RIKI”

you gasp, brows furrowing as you smack his shoulder, “are you kidding me?! i have to wear this for months you asshat!”

“that’s the point,” he smirks, “now when i’m not there everyone still knows not to flirt with you.”

this man will be the death of you…

the end! if you enjoyed reblogs or comments are always appreciated and encouraging for me to keep writing c:

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