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babyboibucky · 4 years ago

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The Match - Part 8

Pairing: CEO!Bucky x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2.7k

Summary: You get a preview of what it’s like to be working with Mackenzie.

Warnings: I apologize as there is no smut in here lmfao but there is a stubborn Bucky lols

A/N: The jitters just never go away whenever I post a new part for this ajkcnjasncakjcnakj I find this part boring tbh but uhh things will start picking up again in the next part I promise

The Match Masterlist || MAIN MASTERLIST

Bucky decided to push through with his partnership with Wilson Enterprises. It was a big one, so it definitely required the entire team's effort and perseverance. Apparently, this is the company's biggest, most major project yet so this was going to look really good in your resume. It would also provide you with more credibility to further excel in your career.

Except that Bucky actually hired a marketing consultant to take over the entire project as his revenge.

"Any questions? About the project or about Kenzie?" Bucky asked, standing in front of the conference room, next to Mackenzie.

You confidently raised your hand when no one else did. Bucky tilted his head, a tiny smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He knew you were affected, of fucking course you were!

"Yes?" he called out.

You stood up and sighed softly, "I mean this in the most respectful way, Mister Barnes." you said, emphasizing his name. "But as the head of marketing, what exactly is my role here? Given that Mackenzie was hired to spearhead the marketing aspect of this project." you said, giving Mackenzie a passive aggressive smile.

"I don't want to overstep on some boundaries here, that's why I'm asking. I just want clarity, that's all." you said.

Bucky was about to respond when Mackenzie stopped him, grabbing his arm and squeezing it before taking over the floor. You narrowed your eyes at how her slender fingers were wrapped around Bucky's arm.

"Honey..." Mackenzie started. "There's nothing to worry about, this is a collaborative work between you and I. So think of yourself as my assistant, someone to help me out with the project." she responded.

Bitch.

"I'm not an assistant, Mackenzie." you said, smiling at her.

Mackenzie laughed, "I'm sorry, my bad. I shouldn't have used that term. Oops." she said. "Although, I believe I have more experience in this area so maybe consider me a mentor?" she suggested.

Bitch!

Bucky cleared his throat, "If you have certain ideas, you can discuss it with her. She is a consultant after all. Given her impressive experience in the field, I'm sure you'll learn a thing or two from her."

The meeting was wrapped up by noon and you simply couldn't wait to get yourself out of the conference room. You didn't feel like talking to Bucky anymore in all honesty, not after what he was doing. You knew this was just to spite you, get you to cave in first and give in to him.

All the more that you wouldn't, especially not when he actually used your job against you.

Everyone started rushing out of the conference room, ready to head out for lunch. As soon as you reached the doorway, you overheard the short conversation between Bucky and Mackenzie.

"Hey Bucky, we still up for lunch?"

The bathroom was empty when you stepped inside and thank god for that because you couldn't hold back your emotions any further. Tears gathered in the corner of your eyes, not because you were hurt. Fuck no, you were angry and frustrated. So fucking angry at yourself for getting into this mess, at Bucky for being such an entitled prick, at the entire world for plotting against you.

You groaned in irritation as you wiped away your tears, sniffing as you looked at yourself in the mirror.

You worked your ass off for this job, for your position. You risked your dignity when you let Bucky fuck you. You weren't going to let someone take that away from you.

You quickly fixed yourself when the door opened, followed by the loud clacking of someone's heels.

"Omg, are you crying?" Beverly gasped, rushing over to you.

You snickered, "No." you lied, "My eyes are itchy." you huffed out before noticing that Beverly was holding a sandwich in her hand.

"Why did you bring your sandwich here?" you curiously asked.

Beverly shrugged, "The pantry's full and the other girls don't exactly seem to like me...so..."

You shook your head and sighed, "Come with me, let's have lunch out. I need to get out of this fucking place anyway."

"Yay, omg! I knew you were nice! You're like, the only girl who actually talked to me nicely." Beverly said, tagging behind you as you exited the bathroom.

"Oh, there you are!" Mark called out. "I was looking for you. Wanna grab lunch? Oh...who's this?" he asked, noticing the blonde girl trailing behind you.

"I'm Beverly! I'm Sir James' new secretary." she introduced excitedly.

You sighed, "Don't ask me why." you said when Mark turned to you with a confused look, still not sure what happened to Bucky's previous secretary.

"So, lunch out? With Bev?" you asked.

You were completely zoning out during lunch despite the ongoing conversation between Mark and Bev, something about yoga? You honestly couldn't care less, not when you were feeling so conflicted about your current situation.

Would Bucky actually go that far just to get you back? Or does he actually hate you for saying no to him and is basically using his authority to make your life a living hell?

"So I heard about the new girl." Mark said, that snapped you out of your trance.

"Huh?" you asked.

"I find it weird for Mister Barnes to hire someone when you're here." Mark pointed out. "I mean, are you okay with that or..."

You snorted, "Fuck no. Look, I'm not gonna be the bigger person here. I was offended as fuck." you admitted.

"Yeah, it's super weird because she was hired through Tinder or something. Is that even legal?" Beverly pointed out as she scrolled through her phone.

You and Mark turned to her abruptly, "Tinder? Wait, what?" you asked.

Beverly chuckled, "I heard them talking this morning and Kenzie was like, 'It's so funny that we matched on Tinder and ended up doing business there you know' and I'm like omg Sir James has Tinder and I have one too but I never saw him there, bummer."

"Motherfucker." you hissed out.

Mark made a face, "Are you okay?" he carefully asked. "You've been really tensed since last week."

Apparently, Bucky never deleted his Tinder and have been swiping right on women. And that's how he met Mackenzie who just happened to be a marketing consultant. Now you were just furious, was he fucking her too? Has he been fucking other women this entire time?

"Hey, Bev..." you said, a plan hatching inside your mind. "Can I ask you a favor?" you asked nicely.

Beverly nodded, "Um duh, you're basically my office BFF now."

"If you ever hear Mister Barnes and Mackenzie talk about hmm, I don't know...something interesting. Maybe about the project...me 'cause you know, I'm the head of marketing and Mackenzie’s in the same field...let me know, will ya?" you asked.

Mark chuckled nervously, "I don't know what's going on but isn't that an invasion of privacy?"

"She's not going to eavesdrop, Mark. She'll just...listen closely." you explained.

"Bev might get in trouble if Mister Barnes finds out." Mark warned.

You waved a hand, "She'll be fine, Mark. She's his secretary, she has to know everything. Besides, I'm not going to let her get in trouble, if she does then I'll take care of it."

Beverly squealed in delight, "Omg, you are not my office BFF. You're like my office mom! You and Mark are literally my office parents." she said, lifting her phone up in the air.

"Selfie! This one goes to the 'gram." she said, taking a quick photo of the three of you.

She then proceeded to edit the photo while you and Mark continued eating lunch.

"Bev, you should really put your phone away and eat first. We have less than half an hour left for lunch break." Mark called out.

Beverly groaned and rolled her eyes, "Way to get into the role, Mark. You're such a dad."

You snorted, "Yeah. Loosen up, daddy." you teased.

"Playing family after just one date, huh."

Bucky's presence in the same restaurant should've really intimidated you, most especially that he just witnessed you tease Mark like that. But you were too mad at him to even care, what was the point even? He didn't believe you even when you told him the truth that Mark was just a friend.

Why even try now?

"Hi Sir James." Beverly greeted happily.

"Mister Barnes." Mark acknowledged.

Bucky ignored them and kept his eyes on you. You didn't falter under his gaze and simply stared back at him with blank eyes. It's as if a staring competition took place when the both of you merely looked at each other, neither of you looking away nor attempting to do so.

"How was that date last Friday, Jim?" Bucky asked, his eyes still trained on yours.

Mark made a funny face at the name that Bucky called him but shrugged anyway. Before he could even respond, you decided to answer on his behalf. If Bucky wanted to spite you, you'd give him a taste of his own medicine.

"It was actually great. We might go on another one this Friday." you said.

"We are?" Mark asked in a whisper.

Bucky's hand landed on Mark's shoulder, "Don't count on it, Andrew. She's going to be doing a lot of work on Friday due to the project." he said through gritted teeth.

You shrugged, "Oh, but I thought Mackenzie's doing all my work?"

"I'm ready to head back, Buck."

Speak of the devil herself. Mackenzie weaved through the tables and approached Bucky, her face brightening up when she saw you, Mark and Beverly.

"Oh, hey you." she greeted you. "Look, I think we may have started off on the wrong foot earlier. I'm not here to take your job, just here to spice things up a bit. Improve your ideas, give Bucky some assistance." she chuckled, holding onto Bucky's arm yet again.

You fought back the urge to grab your glass of water and throw it at her face. As the saying goes, kill them with kindness. So you merely shrugged and extended an arm for a handshake.

"Of course. I would love to improve your ideas as well, you know. Just a healthy discourse between two marketing professionals. We good?" you said.

Mackenzie forced out a chuckle and reached for your hand, "We’re good. I look forward to working with you." she said before turning back to Bucky who was still gazing at you.

"Let's go?" she asked sweetly.

Bucky smirked at you before wrapping an arm around Mackenzie's waist, guiding her out of the restaurant the same way he did to you. You were too focused on Bucky's body language around Mackenzie that you failed to notice that Mark was watching you closely, your expressions and how you reacted towards Bucky.

"I think I know what's happening."

"You what?!"

"Shhh!" you hushed Mark and peeked out of the empty pantry to make sure the coast was clear.

Mark noticed the tension between you and Bucky and he came to a conclusion that the both of you dated at one point. He wasn't really wrong but he wasn't right either. So you decided to tell him everything, from the moment you matched with Bucky on Tinder until your last conversation with him last Saturday.

"I honestly thought you were dating, I didn't know there was sex involved. No wonder he had been calling me weird names." he said incredulously. "Was that you and Mister Barnes that Janet reported to the HR?" he asked, stifling his laughter.

You groaned, "Yes. Ugh, gave me a panic attack when I found out about that incident report." you said.

"Hey..." Mark called out. "Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me this. Your secret is safe with me." he reassured.

You nodded, "I think it was about time that I told someone about us anyway. This whole situation is driving me crazy and I don't know what to do next. And I'm sorry for dragging you into this mess, I shouldn't have said that we were going out again. I don't want you or your job getting compromised because of our petty fight." you exhaled.

You had to admit, you felt so much better now after confiding with Mark. It somewhat alleviated the weight on your shoulders, knowing that there was someone aware of what you were going through. Who would've thought that this person would end up being Mark? You did have friends outside of work of course, but you felt like they all wouldn't really understand the situation.

Half would hate you for rejecting Bucky and the other half would hate you for even swiping right on him.

"Do you mind an unsolicited advice?" Mark asked.

"Not at all." you said.

"Ignore him. Don't let him or Mackenzie get to you. Do what you do best, you're great at your job and you'll be fine. That might get him to realize that you're not a prize to be won. And if he still doesn't see that, then that's his loss. You're more than just that hot marketing girl at work." Mark said.

You laughed at his last statement, "Hot marketing girl at work?" you asked, shaking your head.

"It's true. So if in any case you decide to ditch the CEO and move on, you know where to find me." he joked, throwing a wink your way.

You wanted to finish all your reports so you could focus on the huge project so you decided to work until around nine in the evening. The floor was already empty by the time you were done. Bucky seemed to be working too, given that he was still replying to e-mails at this hour. Wanting to get all the reports over with, you decided to submit it to him before going home.

During the elevator ride to Bucky’s floor, you couldn’t help but wonder whether he was alone in the office. Would Mackenzie be there with him? Even at this hour? Your grip on the folder tightened at the thought of catching them in the act.

But did you have any right to feel this way though?

Brushing off the thoughts, you exhaled loudly and prepared yourself for whatever it was you were to witness. Upon reaching the door to Bucky’s office, you slightly turned your head to listen to anything. It was quiet. No hushed whispers nor strained grunts-- they weren’t fucking, thank goodness for that.

You decided not to knock and just walk inside like you used to, reminding yourself of Mark’s advice.

Don’t let Bucky get to you.

When you saw Bucky hunched over his desk, typing away on his e-mails instead of bending a certain brunette somewhere in his office, you had to admit that you were relieved. He looked up and his eyes looked dead tired, you almost felt sorry for him. Almost.

“You should really learn how to knock.” Bucky called out, slamming his laptop shut.

“Look, Bucky. I was just rushing to submit these reports so I can go home.” you explained and placed the folder on top of his desk.

Bucky frowned, “I said to call me Mister Barnes.”

You huffed out, “I honestly don’t care, Bucky. I’m not playing your damn games anymore.” you said and turned around.

A hand on your arm pulled you back, harshly turning you around to face Bucky. He was fuming, as usual. At this point, you were no longer fazed.

“You think I don’t know what you’re trying to do?” he asked.

You clenched your jaw and pulled your arm back, “I’m not doing anything. You bring in Beverly or Mackenzie or whoever it is that you have up your sleeve. I don’t fucking care. I just want to focus on work.” you said and stepped away.

“And you should too, Bucky.” you added.

“I don’t believe you.” he said.

You sighed, your shoulders dropping from exhaustion at this whole shenanigan. “I’m done, Bucky.”

And with that you turned around to exit his office, leaving Bucky unsure whether you truly meant what you said. A victorious smirk graced your lips as you walked back to the elevator.

You were far from done.

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babybluelove2 · 1 year ago

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i have playlists and they r shorter than i want them to be cus my music taste is v tumblr teen girl disaster but. but! i can contribute

warning this got so long proceed w caution

richie:

i dont wanna be funny anymore ~ lucy dacus

I don't wanna be funny anymore / Lately I've been feeling like the odd man out / I hurt my friends saying things I don't mean out loud

short excerpt but there really is no explanation needed at all

soap ~ melanie martinez

I think I left the faucet running / Now my word are filling up the tub / Darling, you're just soaking in it / But I know you'll get out the minute / You notice all your fingers pruning up ... Let me under your skin / Uh oh, there it goes / I said too much it overflowed / Why do I always spill? / I feel it coming out my throat / Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap / God, I wish I never spoke / Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap

this song is basically just richie in his head after feeling anything romantic whatsoever. hes so afraid of going too far and he thinks he is unlovable which is stupid but whatever

bad astrology ~ flower face

I wish I didn't hate myself so much / Now my body's out of touch again / It doesn't get me any closer / Just to hold you in my mind anymore / When I lock the door, well, ha-ha-ha ... Baby, take it easy, nobody's crying for you ... Baby, take it easy, nobody's dying for you

this whole song is exactly how i view him but its on a deeper level than we get to know him in the movie. this song is him as ive gotten to understand him better and i know it is about an abusive relationship but its him self-destructing and pushing others away and hvvhuvicyxryhfytc although i think this can be combined with 2017 richie if u think about it in a certain light

venice bitch ~ lana del rey

And as the summer fades away / Nothing gold can stay / You write, I tour, we make it work / You're beautiful and I'm insane / We're American-made ... La-la-la-la-la-la, losers, beautiful losers / Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-whatever, everything, whatever

i see this as a losers club song in general but its def from richies pov. and the ice cream line makes me think of that reddie scene from the 2017 movie

cherry ~ lana del rey

A touch / From your real love / Is like heaven takin' the place of something evil / And letting it burn off from the rush, yeah, yeah / (Fuck!) ... My celluloid scenes are torn at the seams / And I fall to pieces (bitch) / I fall to pieces when I'm with you

richie is such a hopeless romantic but in a more internal way than ben. ugh cherry is so him i dont even have the words to explain why. also the swearing in the backing vocals?? do i have to go on??

mirrorball ~ taylor swift

I want you to know / I'm a mirrorball / I can change everything about me to fit in / You are not like the regulars / The masquerade revelers / Drunk as they watch my shattered edges glisten ... And they called off the circus, burned the disco down / When they sent home the horses and the rodeo clowns / I'm still on that tightrope / I'm still trying everything to get you laughing at me / And I'm still a believer, but I don't know why / I've never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try / I'm still on that trapeze / I'm still trying everything to keep you looking at me

sorry that is such a long excerpt from the song but i couldnt find anything to cut its all so him. personally i think mirrorball is overused in describing characters but richie is literally a cookie-cutter-perfect mirrorball character w him hiding behind the voices and whatnot. a little stozier too cus i am a firm believer that richie hides parts of himself he doesnt want to burden the other losers with based off of misplaced ideas about his role in the group but can not hide from stan. i want you to know is to stan

angel landing ~ pretty sick

It's been too long for me to tell you / Something so out of line / But I'll just keep it to myself ... I wish I could speak and have you understand me / I wish I could be without an angel landing ... Some problems are never to be resolved / As neither one o us lives long enough / To see the other give in / Is love so clear? / Is it not distorted? / Like the way that you look at yourself in the mirror / And the way you look in person

this is one of my favorite songs ever. i think saying this song is bill is kind of a shallow take especially when it fits richie so much better. he hides behind all these fake personas because he is so afraid of who he is when there really is no need for him to be cus he is such an amazing person

kill v. maim ~ grimes

I got in a fight, I was indisposed / I was in despite all the wicked prose / But I'm only a man / And I do what I can ... B-E-H-A-V-E arrest us / Italiana mobster looking so precious, uh / B-E-H-A-V-E never more / You gave up being good when you declared a state of war / Eh, oh, don't behave, oh don't behave, oh ... You're goin' to the party and you're goin' to the show ... I did something bad, maybe I was wrong / Sometimes people say that I'm a big time-bomb ... The fire hurts alright / The people touch it / I can't touch it, even though it's mine

its the vibes so the vibes. this is richies theme song to me even if nobody gets it. grimes is so messy in lowk a way i love and the lyrics dont really make sense and it is just so richie. didnt she say that this song was from the perspective of al pacino in the godfather part ii if he was a vampire who can travel through space and switch genders? anyway richie

honorable mentions : soap~melanie (a classic reddie song from richies pov), nurses office~melanie (i see people putting this as an eddie song cus of the name but really its richie), superstar~angel landing (self-destructing loser stop it)

eddie:

vampire banquet ~ fox academy

(there is lots of repetition in this song this is just the general idea) Ivory ceilings / Burgundy walls / There's blood I can feel it / As we float through the halls / And when you bite my skin / The whole room gets dim / Vampire banquet / And we're never gonna make it / We're locked in a room / There's no getting out

this is a v claustrophobic and trapped feeling song that reminds me of eddie in how he is so afraid in exactly the way the song is scary and still somehow manages to be brave. i have lots of thoughts on this but i will leave it at that

oblivion ~ grimes

I never walk about after dark / It's my point of view / 'Cause someone could break your neck / Coming up behind you / Always coming and you'd never have a clue ... I need someone else / To look into my eyes and tell me "Girl you know you've gotta watch your health" / To look into my eyes and tell me / La la la la la

the above excerpt xrtcyvubin eddie eddie eddie ok. important explanation cus i was iffy and it feels neccessary. grimes wrote oblivion about her sexual assault so it is a vulnerable song and i dont want to take away any meaning from that but i think different interpretations of songs allow for music to have meaning to listeners as much as it does to the artist. oblivion has this paranoid resonance to it which feels v eddie. it is a terrified sort of helplessness that bleeds throughout the sound like he has no control over something bad he knows is going to happen to him or his friends

hug all ur friends ~ cavetown

Sing me a song, tell me your thoughts / I could listen to you all night long / And I don't care about my sleeping routine / I've fucked it up as it is, but we've got so much time to kill / As the night rocks me to sleep ... Life's too short / To worry about things we got wrong / So hug all your friends and let them know / You're not letting go / No, I won't let go, oh ... When the night turns cold my thoughts feel like stone / And it's nothing I can't change / But I can't breathe anymore / I forgot how to walk by myself / I could do with a little more of your help

i think people dislike cavetown but i only know like four of his songs and this one is in fact eddie kaspbrak coded so....eddie is just so caring and people seem to forget that. they need to stop doing that

recess ~ melanie martinez

I was too young / To see the truth / In my grandma's lap, I'm drowning in her perfume / Too naive to even care / 'Bout the words she whispered while she brushed out my hair ... When I get upset / I think in my head / "I do as she says" ... People gonna try / To tell you that you're fine with dollars in their eyes ... Don't let them hurt you, baby / Just say, "Recess, I'm tired"

the majority of this song just boils down to sonia fucking kaspbrak and her fucking w eddie's mind. that bitch

grow ~ conan gray

Yeah, I think I'm ready for / Running on concrete / Electricity / I finally can breathe / I think I'm ready for / Only you and me / We made it out, it seems / I made it out, it seems / I think I'm ready to / Grow, to grow / To grow, to grow / Yeah I see it comin', I see it comin' / Oh boy, I'm runnin' / And oh boy, I'm runnin', runnin'

after everything is said and done, this is eddie. this is eddie who he was meant to be. let him run let him run let him runrunrun

honorable mentions : another life~flower face (reddie love song from eddies pov), isobel~flower face (i cant tell if this song is so him or if it is the furthest thing from him ever), germaphobe~mim jensen (the name. its a shallow take but u can have it if u want)

stan:

birdhouse in your soul ~ they might be giants

I'm your only friend / I'm not your only friend / But I'm a little glowing friend / But really I'm not actually your friend / But I am ... Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch / Who watches over you / Make a little birdhouse in your soul / Not to put too fine a point on it / Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet / Make a little birdhouse in your soul

this fuckiniggfhaib song about a nightlight makes me think of stan every time it comes on. free me of my birdhouse-in-your-soul-stemmed stan brainrot please

mini alex g speed round

the same ~ alex g

I was a girl / I was the only kid in the world, I thought I knew / What it meant to you / But I'm wrong / I'm wrong, I'm wrong ... I'm not okay / In fact, I'm sick today, I'm on the floor / It's such a bore / It's nothing new to you ... I'll be downstairs, let me do my hair / And put my makeup on, it feels so wrong / You say "Rock on" / I'm not the same ... Too fast, too slow, too late / You are never gonna make it / You're never gonna make it

this song is obviously from the perspective of a girl but it is a girl who thinks the same way stan does. how he is so set on his world view but that gets messed up and it tears him apart. and the you he is talking about is richie. stozier best friends means the world to me

time/space ~ alex g

Hold on tight / To this time, this place / Cause everything you know / Will be erased / You were born / Inside your head / And that is where you'll be / When you are dead / You're just a boy / You are no man / And nobody you know / Will understand

same idea and my stan playlist is long and mostly characterizes him similarly throughout the songs so some of these explanations might be shorter even if all the songs are accurate enough that i feel the need to put them on this list

allen street ~ pretty sick

Out on Allen Street, it's 7 in the morning / If I help him up, will he give me fair warning? / Let me lick the wounds I got while I was out last night ... Nothing's gonna last forever / I feel better safe than sorry ... (tw!!) Cut myself up now, it makes me feel more holy

another song that reminds me of stans thought process. it's almost like he is trying to self-preserve but he is just terrible at it

void ~ melanie martinez

It's tastin' kinda lonely / And my mind wants to control me / Ah-ah-ah empty / There's rotten things left in me / Injected by society / No one here but me to judge me ... I fear I won't live to see the day tomorrow / Someone tell me if this is Hell ... Bloody, like a body that has died, and it's myself / Tangled in my own intestines

stans character arc and main barriers are all connected with his internal struggles. and his fear. the last bit of the lyrics i copied down put it so well

flower face!

sleeping season ~ flower face

Hey / Where'd you get those shadows on your face? / And promise you'll put flowers on my grave / You know I'm counting down the days / Wait / Our bitter hearts are made out of sand / Let me give you all the love that I have / Before it slips right through my hands ... Now this world's not right, they're breaking down your door / Why / Do you let them eat away at your mind? / Now you're walking like a dog in the night / But you look like an angel in the light

both the first and second person resonate with stan

spiracle ~ flower face

I want the parts of your hand-grenade heart / That beat slowly with anger and fear / I want the parts of you you only show / To the birds outside your bedroom window / I want the teeth that you lost as a child / That you hide in a box under your pillow ... I want your quiet, your screaming and thrashing ... I want your safe word, your passive resistance ... And I want your nightmares, the ghost in your doorway / Your paralyzed sleep and your *scream*

any of the losers to stan. the way she describes this second person feels v stan

october birds ~ flower face

Where'd the October birds go? / I used to watch them from the window / When I had eyes to see / When I was more like me ... But I've never seen a staircase without dreaming of falling ... And I haven't seen war, but I've tasted the sand / I've died five hundred times with your flag in my hand ... No man is an island, I'm the girl on your shoreline / Washed up and heaving, pathetically breathing

every time i find a stan-coded song with bird motifs a fairy gets its wings

lana del rey now cus i listen to so much lana

love song ~ lana del rey

We go fast, we go so fast, we don't move ... In your car, I'm a star, and I'm burnin' through you ... I'm a fuckin' mess, but I / Oh, thanks for the high life / Baby, it's the best, passed the test, and yes / Now I'm here with you, and I / Would like to think that you would stick around / You know that I'd just die to make you proud

stan to bill with how stan subtly highlights bill while still idolizing him in the way that all the losers do

blue velvet ~ lana del rey

She wore blue velvet / Bluer than velvet was the night / Softer than satin was the light / From the stars ... But when she left / Gone was the glow of / Blue velvet / But in my heart they'll always be / Precious and warm, a memory / Through the years / And I still can't see / Blue velvet through my tears

after the twenty-seven years the phone call when things were never the same. idk about anyone else but i felt stans absence and the losers did too

fingertips ~ lana del rey

Will I die? Or will I get to that ten-year mark? / Where I beat the extinction of telomeres? ... Will I have one of mine? / Can I handle it even if I do? / You said that I might / It's not fair or so they said / To carry a child / I guess I'll be fine ... It wasn't my idea the cocktail of things that twist neurons inside / But without them, I'd die / They say there's irony in the music, it's a tragedy / I see nothing Greek in it ... To get to you, save you if I take my life / Find your astral body, put it into my eyes / Give you two seconds to cry

a deeply personal and vulnerable song for lana and it fits with stan for whatever reason. the bit concerning uncertainties about having a kid and how it affected him and patty and how stan knew that he was the one that was preventing it from happening even if it wasnt consciously. and the rest of it is simply put sad.

last artist i swear: duster unfortunately w their depressing music

orbitron ~ duster

You know the clock is ticking down / And no one's in control / And though the orbit's all been planned / What happens when you launch it? / You're not the first to set foot here / Just another / And I know you're terrified / Like the rest of us

control. there is no control stan wants control he is scared because everything is so unexplainable

constellations ~ duster

Constellations / Put it to rest / Terror again / Horror in town / No sleep 'til then / Turn down the lights / Don't fuck around / No ins and outs

i don't really have to explain this one tbh

i want you ~ mitski

I want you / I hold one card / That I can't use / But I want you ... You're coming back / And it's the end of the world / We're starting over / And I love you, darling / And I am done, dear ... I found you / I found the door / But when I stepped through / There was no floor ... I want you

stan to bill stan to mike stan to the losers that he cares so much about but he feels like he will only hurt them by coming back. he cant do it he cares so much about them that he cant do it

off topic : the door line paints the picture of eddie falling through the floor in neibolt in my mind

honorable mentions : stars will fall~duster (this is a stan song there just isnt enough lyrics for me to justify properly putting it on this list), oh no!~marina (yeah), twilight~bôa (this song is about a love triangle basically but it just feels stan to me), poison tree~grouper (the poison tree growing in him metaphor just works for stan)

ben:

light shower ~ melanie martinez

You are the light I've been searchin' for forever / Feels like, man, I've really never felt the rain / Buried in the desert, didn't think / I'd push through the dirt ... You cranked the heat up, I was cold, my past grew mold around my heart / And all my anger, sadness, regret disappeared / It's madness, I'm not used to all this water, love, it's true

my ben playlist is short sadly but this song does such a good job at describing how the losers affected ben who is a deeply lonely character beautifully enough that it makes up for it. its the kind of loneliness that you dont recognize because you havent felt anything but. im pretty sure theres a whole passage in the book about it. the losers gave ben the community he needed and rsdtfyguhbibou

the state of dreaming ~ marina

Millions of girls float on that one quote / Living on their last hope, on their last hope / I live my life inside a dream, only waking when I sleep / I would sell my sorry soul if I could have it all ... All I really want is to be wonderful / People in this town they, they can be so cruel ... If only you knew my dear how I live my life in fear

i feel like i might have made this up so i apologize if i mixed up my characterization of ben somewhere with his mischaracterization in the recent movies but didn't he like to read like fiction? am i making this up? even if not this song is ben cause i feel like it is <3

pity party ~ melanie martinez

Why'd I put my heart on every cursive letter / Tell me why the hell no one is here / Tell me what to do to make it all feel better / Maybe it's a cruel joke on me / Whatever, whatever ... It's my party and I'll cry if I want to ... Maybe if I knew all of them well / I wouldn't have been trapped inside this hell that holds me

a pretty surface level song that again has the loneliness motif. i love the heart on every cursive letter line for ben though. love it so much it fits so well

honorable mentions : the other woman~ldr (low blow but feeling like the second choice), puppy love~ldr unreleased (its just so cute pure love awww hes so romance ytcgvuhbjn), cowboy like me~taylor swift (does this fit whatsoever? no. am i willing to bend the intended meaning to describe ben with a song called cowboy like me? absolutely)

bev:

I FORGOT ABOUT MY BEV PLAYLIST DESCRIPTION WHAT "effy stonem more tragic less tumblr with 10x more fiery fiona apple fury" someone please stop me i was evidently upset about the manic-pixie-dream-girl-ification of 2017 bev when making this playlist. effy stonem is foul

anyway

family tree (intro) ~ ethel cain

Jesus can always reject his father / But he cannot escape his mother's blood / He'll scream and try to wash it off of his fingers / But he'll never escape what he's made up of ... The Fates already fucked me sideways / Swinging by my neck from the family tree / He'll laugh and say, "You know I raised you better than this" / Then leave me hanging so they all can laugh at me

next! (sorry)

fast as you can ~ fiona apple

I let the beast in too soon / I don't know how to live without my hand on his throat / I fight him always and still ... I may be soft in your palm / But I'll soon grow hungry for a fight / And I will not let you win / My pretty mouth will frame the phrases / That will disprove your faith in man / So if you catch me trying to find my way into your heart / From under your skin / Fast as you can, baby / Scratch me out, free yourself ... Fast as you can, baby / Wait, watch me, I'll be out / Fast as I can, maybe late but at least about

long excerpt because this song is bev. fiona apple in general is so very beverly marsh this song is just the one that i think is the most her. i am a firm believer that bev would listen to fiona apple. also fuck tom rogan and her dad. beat them up bev! fight for yourself! i love you!

melanie martinez time bc i obviously listen to a lot of her

nymphology ~ melanie martinez

Call me your nymph / Praise me for martyr, praise me for sin / Call me your muse / A sprite or an elf you cry to, then use ... Auctioned to a selfish man who thinks that he's the prophecy ... I'm not fiction, I'm not fae, I won't lick your wounds today / But I'll throw you in the ring, gift you with my sufferin' ... Diamonds and rubies, the star in all the movies / Wears me out, big pockets, I am her favorite locket ... Where did I get refined, get my cuts and my polishes?

looking at this playlist it is kinda anti-men whoops <3 same idea i love strong female characters screw stephen king and his misogyny and bevs manic pixie dream girl persona ok? thats the biggest thing to get out of these songs

recess ~ melanie martinez

People gonna say / If you need a break, someone'll take your place / People gonna try / To tell you that your fine with dollars in their eyes / Just remember / Don't let them fuck you, honey, no, oh / Don't let them try / Don't let them hurt you, baby / Just say, "Recess, I'm tired" ... Where is my time? / Gone in my mind / Gone, I can't find / Euphoria

yes this song was also in eddies playlist but its a different interpretation for bev which u can tell from the lyrics i chose to copy down. dont have much of an explanation for this one i think its pretty self-explanatory

a burning hill ~ mitski

Today I will wear my white button-down / I'm tired of wanting more / I think I'm finally worn ... And I've been a forest fire / I am a forest fire / And I am the fire and I am the forest / And I am a witness watching it / I stand in a valley watching it ... So today, I will wear my white button-down / I can at least be neat / Walk out and be seen as clean

bev bev bev firstly the fire thing makes me think of her neibolt version but like in her own perspective. does that make any sense? she is the fire and the forest and a witness.

"I want to run towards something, not away!" she is tired of wanting more!! she wanted to run towards something but where did that get her !! its just easier to be seen as clean !! yuftuyig8yuvoug

miss lizzy grant!!

cinnamon girl ~ lana del rey

Violet, blue, green, red to keep me out / I win / There's things I want to say to you / But I'll just let you live / Like if you hold me without hurting me / You'll be the first who ever did ... Kerosene in my hands / You make me mad, I'm fire again

her to the losers. her to the losers her to the losers !!!!

mariners apartment complex ~ lana del rey

You took my sadness out of context / At the Mariners Apartment Complex / I ain't no candle in the wind / I'm the bolt, the lightning, the thunder / Kind of girl who's gonna make you wonder / Who you are and who you've been ... Don't look too far, right where you are, that's where I am / I'm your man ... They mistook my kindness for weakness / I fucked up, I know that, but Jesus / Can't a girl just do the best she can? / Catch a wave and take in the sweetness / Think about it, the darkness, the deepness / All the things that make me who I am ... When everyone's talking, you can make a stand

i ended bev with this song specifically because it showcases all the best parts of her character. she has so much to give and so much to help the world after everything. she wants to run towards something it is so important to her to make a stand

honorable mentions : cigarettes out the window~tv girl (tv girls music is lowk misogynistic so i couldnt put it on the playlist but it is the correct bev vibes), father~the front bottoms (low low blow after family tree i am not putting this in there), limp~fiona apple (an example of another fiona apple song that is v her)

mike:

some things cosmic ~ angel olsen

I promise you my word / If we should part / My dear, dear love / You know you're in my heart / And though I may be getting older / Know that I'm coming with you / Know that I'm hanging on to / The things that you said ... If cosmic force is real at all / It's come between you and I / I want to be naked / I don't mean my body / I don't mean my body / I'm floating away

mike is the last to join the group and the one who has to sit with the memories and bring them all back. the fact that the losers had enough of an impact on him for him to do that. mike in that twenty-seven years stuck without anything to do but wait. it makes me so sad. fucking bill denbrough with his undeniable leadership changing the trajectory of a bunch of kids lives forever

california ~ lana del rey

You don't ever have to / Be stronger than you really are / When you're lyin' in my arms, baby ... I wanted to reach out, but I never said a thing ... Oh, I'll pick you up / If you come back to America / Just hit me up / 'Cause this is crazy love ... You're scared to win, scared to lose / I've heard the war was over if you really choose / The one in and around you

mike is such a rock for the rest of the losers. his reliability and grounded-ness is the reason why he was undeniably the one who had to stay

father and son ~ johnny cash, fiona apple

You're still young, that's your thought / There's so much you have to know ... And I know that it's not easy / To be calm when you've found / Something going on / But take your time, think a lot / Why think of everything you've got? / For you will still be here tomorrow / But your dreams may not ... It's always been the same / The same old story / From the moment I could talk / I was ordered to listen / There's a way and I know that I have to go away

tyfuiopojihygufty i love this song when thinking of mike. he was so young! he had dreams and ambitions and heart and and. i know mikes dad is central to his storyline but i am 150 pages into this book i have barely met him yet i want to know howww

mitski for mikey <3

working for the knife ~ mitski

I always knew the world moves on / I just didn't know it would go without me / I start the day high and it ends so low / 'Cause I'm working for the knife ... I used to think I'd be done by 20 / Now at 29, the road ahead appears the same / Though maybe at 30 I'll see a way to change / That I'm living for the knife / I always thought the choice was mine / And I was right, but I just chose wrong / I start the day lying and end with the truth / That I'm dying for the knife

not exactly the 9-5 metaphor that the title suggests but more a contrast between what mike thought his adult life would be versus what it turned out to be. i love the i chose wrong line in this context

brand new city ~ mitski

I think my fate is losing its patience / I think the ground is pulling me down / I think my life is losing momentum / I think my ways are wearing me down ... I should move to a brand-new city / And teach myself how to die / Honey, what'd you take? What'd you take? / Honey, look at me / Tell me what you took? What'd you take?

i feel like im running this mike alone twenty-seven years thing dry. but this song. he should move to florida. not teach himself how to die tho

nobody ~ mitski

My God, I'm so lonely / So I open the window / To hear sounds of people ... Guess I'm a coward / I just want to feel alright / And I know no one will save me / I just need someone to kiss ... Nobody, nobody, nobody ... I've been big and small / And big and small / And big and small again

this fits too well. mike mike mike the guess im a coward lineeee

coffee ~ beabadoobee

Don't stay awake for too long / Don't go to bed / I'll make a cup of coffee for your head / I'll get you up and going out of bed / And I promise that one day I'll feel fine / And I promise that one day I'll feel alright ... Don't know how long I'll stay for / It's okay I'll knock on your door / Won't you come down and get me? / I like it when you hold me / Tight

this was going to be an honorable mention but i wanted to put a mike appreciation song. i heart him and his feel-good-ness

honorable mention (only one i used my other one) : sugar water~flower face (this does not fit it should not fit but it does it doesnt but it reminds me of him for no reason at all)

bill:

r.i.p. to my youth ~ the neighborhood

R.I.P. to my youth / And you can call this the funeral ... Might go to Hell and there ain't no stopping / Might be a sinner and I might be a saint / I'd like to be proud, but somehow I'm ashamed ... I'm using white lighters to see what's in front of me ... When I can't breathe, I won't ask you to stop / When I can't breathe, don't call for a cop / I was naive and hopeful and lost / Now I'm aware and driving my thoughts, oh

this is my bill song. this is the song that reminds me of him more than anything else. after georgie he was revenge-driven and unstoppable and he had no idea what he was doing. he blamed himself even though everything was so much bigger than him. this is his song

lucky ones ~ lana del rey

Let's get out of this town, baby we're on fire / Everyone around here seems to be going down, down, down / If you stick with me, I can take you higher, and higher / It feels like all of our friends are lost / Nobody's found, found, found ... Finally, you and me are the lucky ones, this time ... You know we'll never leave if we don't get out now, now, now

this is a losers club song but its def from bills pov if just for the i can take you higher line. but it is from his perspective i cant explain it they arent the lucky ones but they are

couple alex g songs

let it go ~ alex g

It's a really big car / It's a really big part / Of a really big heart / Are you really there? ... I'm sure sorry about your son / I heard he was a lot of fun / And I'm sorry 'bout the way / That he ran away / Are you really there ? ... It's a really great place / Way up here in outer space / You know it's all just a race / You can let it go

replace son with brother. bill. the repetition of are you really there and then after the last verse you can let it go are so meaningful. this is the losers to bill

16 mirrors ~ alex g

Let's get all the years where I was her friend (let's get all the mirrors in the bottom of the well) / I thought I lost my heartbeat (this is a piece of cake, working with my hands) / This one is a page where I used too many colors (16 mirrors at the bottom of the well) / Roll it in a mirror all my work will be discovered (this is a piece of cake, working with my hands)

i will not pretend to understand this song that i love so much. the lyrics are overlapping and difficult to fully make out but something in me is saying its bill. the colors bit. the mirrors have to have something to do w self

a pearl ~ mitski

You're growing tired of me / You love me so hard and I still can't sleep / You're growing tired of me / And all the things I don't talk about / Sorry, I don't want your touch / It's not that I don't want to / Sorry, I can't take your touch / It's just that I fell in love with a war / Nobody told me it ended / And it left a pearl in my head / And I roll it around every night / Just to watch it glow / Every night, baby, that's where I go ... There's a hole that you fill

bill was so obsessed with revenge with georgie that it kind of overtook everything else. the losers were the only thing that kept him from going completely off the deep end

emily i'm sorry ~ boygenius

She's asleep in the back seat / Looking peaceful enough to me / But she's waking inside a dream / Of screeching tires and fires ... When I pointed out where the North Star is / She called me a fucking liar / Emily, I'm sorry, I just (Emily, I) / Make it up as I go along ... Headed straight for the concrete / In a nightmare, screaming / And now I'm wide awake, spiraling / And you don't wanna talk ... You know how I get when I'm wrong (you know how I get) / And I can feel myself becoming (I can feel it) / Somebody I'm not, I'm not, so ... (I'm) I'm 27 and I don't know who I am (don't know who I am) / But I know what I want

i picture this as bill to stan after the first face off w it. stans upset and bill has no idea what hes doing but he knows he cares for stan and its a weird type of unflinching trust that stan has in bill that he is upset at bill about because he knows that it will get them hurt. this is like a hc at this point but i feel like this happened in some form

matilda ~ harry styles

You were riding your bike to the sound of "It's no big deal" / And you're trying to lift off the ground on those old two wheels / Nothing about the way you were treated ever seemed especially alarming 'til now ... You can let it go / You can throw a party full of everyone you know / And not invite your family, 'cause they never showed you love / You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up ... Matilda, you talk of the pain like it's all alright / But I know that you feel like a piece of you's dead inside / You showed me a power that is strong enough to bring sun to the darkest days ... You don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own

the way bills parent treated him after georgie is so terrible ughhhhhh this is the losers to bill. the last line the last line

honorable mentions : the greatest~ldr (the greatest loss is the loss of the losers adventures together and its just from bills pov for no reason i can elaborate on), remember~alex g (just the end with the please dont help me bit), vampire banquet~fox academy (yes it was on eddies list yes bill also feel claustrophobic in his ghost house yes they coincide), savior complex~phoebe bridgers (bill and his savior complex)

all of them:

im giving explanations when necessary but this has gotten so v long too long and most of these are pretty easy to figure out

listing ones that need nothing more from me than to list them : fire drill~melanie, new romantics~taylor swift, i know the end~phoebe bridgers(!!!!!!!!!!), new flesh~current joys, kids~current joys, be nice to me~the front bottoms, christmas kids~roar (if it wasnt about an abusive relationship. someone already mentioned this song, also), first love/late spring~mitski (the losers to bill), treehouse~alex g&emily yacina, two slow dancers~mitski (already mentioned by someone else too, this could be any of them), sippy cup~melanie

& almost every song from the record by boygenius because boygenius is so platonic love love love <3333 : true blue, cool about it, revolution 0, leonard cohen, satanist, we're in love, anti-curse

sun bleached flies ~ ethel cain

this song had parts that apply so painfully to a loser or multiple losers and parts that dont apply to anyone so im separating it by lyric

Sun-bleached flies sitting in the windowsill / Waiting for the day they escape (all)

"God loves you, but not enough to save you" / So, babygirl, good luck taking care of yourself (stan and bill)

If they strike once, then you just hit 'em twice as hard / But in the end, if I bend under the weight that they gave me / Then this heart would break and fall as twice as far (bev and bill)

We all know how it goes / The more it hurts, the less it shows / But I still feel like they all know / And that's why I could never go back home (richie)

And I spend my life / Watching it go by from the sidelines / And God, I've tried / But I think it's about time I put up a fight (eddie, could be any of them but so eddie)

But I always knew that in the end, no one was coming to save me / So I just prayed, and I keep praying and praying and praying if it's meant to be then it will be (mike and a little bev and maybe even a little ben)

And I forgave it all as it comes back to me (ben)

I can't let go when something's broken / It's all I know and it's all I want now (bill)

bonus ok so machine girl has this album wlfgrl that samples from my fav movie ever ginger snaps which is about werewolf metaphors cough richie tozier....its mostly rave-ish instrumental butttttt ginger claps and out by 16, dead on the scene could def fit on to a losers club playlist, and potentially excruciating deth

calling the losers’ club/it fandom!

i’m currently writing an ethnography on dying internet spaces, and want to partake in the ritual that is making a music playlist!

so, leave in tags a song that reminds you of one of the losers, and if you want to can tell us which loser it is (some songs might be obvious lol) and for funzies, tell us which version of that loser is reminds you of (book, miniseries, 2017/19, adult or child, etc.)

and if you have a special reason it reminds you of them you can say it or if it’s just vibes alone that’s fair too! i’ll start us off:

- eddie my love by the chordettes - eddie as a kid, all versions (i imagine sonia sang this to him and he hates it)

- eddie baby by felix hagan & the family - adult 2019!richie would sing this to eddie teasingly

please boost this!

#i am so sorry this got out of hand #v long post #i swear i didnt start this in depth #this was sm more than u asked for i just love music and them #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #stanley uris #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #mike hanlon #bill denbrough #ummmmm take this if u want oops

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Which of the haikyuu men would enjoy getting choked the most? And which one should would prefer choking? I love your writing hehe

ugh this ASK. also thank u sm lovely <333

warning; choking, breath play, degradation, humiliation

HAIKYUU MEN THAT PREFER CHOKING

iwaizumi hajime

ugh first person that popped up in my head. loves to see his much larger hand wrapped so tight around your throat, gripping tightly enough to leave bruises. oh my god the bruises. just littering the sides of your neck. gorgeous. and he lives for both the feel of your breath hitching every time his hand comes around to choke you and how fucked out you always look. loves loves loves to choke you when in missionary, with your hips raised up, nearly bent in half as he leans over you. he keeps your upper body down with a tight hand around your throat— and the way you squirm so much and cry and beg for him,,, he’s a goner.

miya atsumu

this bitch fucking loves it. if he discovers it’s your kink somehow, he’ll do it out of the blue mid-sex to stun you, and it’s the most satisfying feeling ever for him: the way your eyes widen and the feel of you clenching tightly around him. he just thinks you look so so so pretty with a hand wrapped around your throat!! also loves to snake it down to play with your nipples and chest. just. he lives to overstimulate you in every possible way. his favorite way to choke you is when he’s hitting it from the back, and he just lifts you up (possibly by your hair) and keeps your back pressed to his chest with a hand around your throat. ugh so sexy of him <3

tsukishima kei

omg... loves to humiliate the shit out of you. “this gets you off? you like it when i’m rough? dirty, dirty.” he makes you feel so awful about it, but that’s only outwardly. he can’t help but adore how perfectly your throat rests in his hands, the way you lean so leniently into his touch, how responsive you are, how braindead you get from just that one action. loves to choke you when you’re sitting spread out between his legs, a mirror preferably before you, one hand between your legs, toying with you, the other wrapped gently around your throat. he doesn’t need to have a tight hold to keep you in check after all :)

suna rintarō

oh my god this man does it all the time, during sex or not. you’re just standing and chatting with him and he has a hand wrapped around your throat endearingly, nodding to your words lightly, the slightest smile or smirk on his face. does it in pictures all!!! the time!!! does it when he’s pulling you in for a kiss too!! but his favorite would have to be when you’re sitting all pretty on his lap, riding him just so perfectly, rolling and grinding and swiveling your hips, and his cock’s filling you up so well, and his hand just travels along your chest, up to the base of your throat, smoothing his thumb along your neck and then you throw your head back!!! what a sight !!!!!!!!!!

matsukawa issei

are you kidding me??????? are you kidding me?????? this man. this man. his fingers are so long and thick and his hands are so big, and his fingers are always, always adorned with silver and black rings. when i say he loves to choke you, i mean he loves you to choke you, and in every possible way too. he loves to do it as he’s fucking into you, just grabbing your neck, gripping your throat tightly and just forcing you to tilt your head back and consequently arching your back into him and he just goes, “atta girl,” or something like that. but !!! he also just ,,, he makes you choke on his fingers basically, and the rings he wears are always glistening with your spit and he’s always grinning so wildly when you cough and gag ugh

bokuto kōtarō

shit he loves it. LOVES IT. like grabbing your throat with both his hands and squeezing loves it. bokuto gets lost in his pleasure and seeing yours so easily that when it comes to choking, it’s instinctive. it always turns into breathplay and that led to a couple of ,,, not very nice incidents where you genuinely couldn’t breathe and had to wheeze out your safe word, but over time he started to get the hang of it!! and you in turn started to trust him more!! he just loves the sight and feel of pounding into you and bending you in half as he squeezes at your throat and derives you of oxygen. just that dependency on him. he lives for it.

konoha akinori

he teases, he teases so much. when he chokes you, it’s much more for show and for the idea of it than the actual action. like you get so obedient and fall so pliant for him the moment his hand just simply comes to rest around your throat that he never has to exert any strength into it. he just thinks you look so stunning like that, all for him. and he loves it when you personally grab his hand and bring it up to your neck, all bashful and shit it drives him insane he won’t be able to stop smirking at you ugh.

sugawara kōshi

this sadist shit knows what he’s doing when he chokes you, and the most infuriating part is he acts all innocent and clueless about it. if you ever ask him to choke you, he’ll pretend to not know shit as he brings his hand up around your throat, asking in a teasing voice with the cheekiest, most mischievous grin ever, “like this?” but he’s squeezing the sides of your throat so perfectly and resting his palm ever so gently and his hand fits so snug around your throat that there’s no way. there’s no way he doesn’t know what he’s doing. loves to talk shit and degrade the hell out of you in the most faux innocent way as he’s fucking you. just, “aw, poor baby wants me to be mean?”

HONORARY MENTIONS; daichi sawamura, semi eita, akaashi keiji, kuroo tetsurō, kyōtani kentarō, aran ojirō, sakusa kiyoomi, meian shūgo, (possibly) kita shinsuke, shirabu kenjirō, (sometimes) satori tendō, timeskip!hinata shōyō

HAIKYUU MEN THAT PREFER GETTING CHOKED

miya osamu

hear me out. osamu loves when you ride him, like it might be one of his favorite positions ever. everything about it is so perfect to him. and although he’s naturally more dominant in bed, having your hand slither up to rest around his throat is so. electrifying to him. especially if you’re even slightly smaller than him, specifically your hands!! like there’s no way you can actually dominate him but— it still feels like he’s in power, but he’s completely putty in your hands too. idk just choke this man he needs it <3 and !!! and he loves loves loves it like shivers up his spine loves it when you’re kissing him and cupping the back of his neck then one hand comes around to wrap around his throat to pull away from the kiss and push his head to tilt a little to suck at his neck he’s just. wow.

oikawa tōru

he looks so, so, so fucking gorgeous with a hand wrapped around his throat. it doesn’t matter the position, he just always looks so good getting choked. like as he’s fucking into you from above, just grab him by his throat and pull him in for a searing kiss and he might just cum in that moment. or squeeze at his throat as you use it for leverage to bounce on his lap and watch his eyes roll to the back of his head. and !!! he’s huge on breathplay too (receiving and giving). he’s obsessed with how fuzzy his head gets from the lack of oxygen and always begs you to do it when he’s about to cum. he sounds and looks so fucking GORGEOUS pls im in love w him

kageyama tobio

i like mean kags, i like dominant, rough kags. but get this. shy kageyama. kageyama as a stuttering mess. kageyama who nearly cums in his pants when your hands wrap around his throat for the first time. i’d say that’s how he developed a choking kink, by letting you try it on him for the first few times. he fell in love with just. everything about it, from the feel to the concept itself, and eventually fell in love with the idea of choking you. but honestly, he much prefers your hands around his throat, even if he’s the one completely in control of everything.

hanamaki takahiro

he likes it because he’s a little shit that gets off of tormenting you. you’ll be choking him and he’s grinning up at you maniacally. he loves it of course; it genuinely does feel really good, both you squeezing so tight around him and your hands squeezing at his throat, but he loves annoying you about it even more. just grinning up at you the whole time as your ride him, or if he’s above you and your hands start to slip, he’s grabbing at your wrists and going, “ah, ah, ah,” like :| maybe you should kill him while you’re at it. but no he fucks harder when he’s getting choked so,,, maybe save the murder case for later

goshiki tsutomu

idk i just wanna make him cry. he probably does cry when he gets too sensitive, but anyways he loses all coherence the moment you wrap your hands around his throat. his entire body goes limp and you have to fuck yourself onto him. his eyes are rolling back, all dewy and pretty, and his tongue is slipping out slightly and he’s drooling and his eyes start to cross with his cheeks all pink and streaked with tears and he’s trembling beneath you. ugh he’s so cute, please choke him more often. he’s in love with it.

HONORARY MENTIONS; yamaguchi tadashi, kenma kozume (is very much a switch when it comes to choking though), lev haiba, koganegawa kanji

HAIKYUU MEN THAT CAN’T IMAGINE HURTING YOU

aone takanobu, asahi azumane, kindaichi yūtarō, lev haiba, (pre-timeskip) hinata shōyō, yamamato taketora

HAIKYUU MEN THAT DON’T KNOW WHAT THEY’RE DOING

tanaka ryūnosuke, nishinoya yū, also haiba lev, sometimes ushijima wakatoshi, ginjima hitoshi

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu headcanons #hq smut #iwaizumi smut #oikawa smut #matsukawa smut #hanamaki smut #miya atsumu smut #miya osamu smut #suna smut #bokuto smut #tsukishima smut #im too lazy to tag them all im sorry #sal’s thirst tag <3

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seita · 4 years ago

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— size kink headcanons [haikyuu!!]

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: ɪᴡᴀɪᴢᴜᴍɪ, ᴏɪᴋᴀᴡᴀ, ʜᴀɴᴀᴍᴀᴋɪ, ᴍᴀᴛsᴜᴋᴀᴡᴀ, + ᴋʏᴏᴛᴀɴɪ.

so these r just basically writing some of my fav guys with big dicks it's self indulgent but i figure someone out there will have a nice time with this too. i will be doing multiple characters from different teams over the course of time.

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part 2 ⇨

-ˏ͛ aoba johsaiˏ͛-

— hajime iwaizumi.

∴ his dick is thick. ∴ he loves how easy it is to sink his cock into you and watch you become a drooling mess over it ∴ he literally cannot miss your sweet spot with how fat his cock is ∴ barely has to even do anything for you to lose yourself all over him and that ∴ makes him weak.

★ ── ⭒ ─ ⭑ ─ ⭒ ── ★

he let out a slow breath, running his hands up and down your thighs as they trembled beneath his touch. his eyes were locked onto your glistening cunt, stuffed half full and clenching sporadically around him.

your eyes were teary as you gazed up at him, whimpering and sniffling under the onslaught of pleasure he hadn’t even intended to give you.

“i can’t believe you came already, kitten,” he breathed, licking his lips as you squeezed him again, “i’m not even halfway in and you’ve already soaked me with your cum. aren’t you filthy?”

“iwa...” you whined, eyes fluttering as his hips rolled forward, sinking even deeper into your warmth.

he grinned, crooked and cocky, “i don’t care how many times you cum. you’re gonna take my whole cock by the end of the night.”

— tooru oikawa.

∴ fat, long and pretty ∴ this man hit the Dick Jackpot ∴ he prefers when you ride him ∴ bc he likes to watch you struggle to take him ∴ and then rapidly lose yourself on his length ∴ plus the way your cunt asbolutely drools cum ∴ and soaks him ∴ is addictive.

★ ── ⭒ ─ ⭑ ─ ⭒ ── ★

“you’re so pretty,” he whispered, holding your hips to support you so you could take a break, “trying to take my whole cock. you’re so good to me.”

“tooru...” you gripped his shoulders, nails biting into the skin as you lowered yourself a bit more, “y-your cocks so big...”

he grinned, goofy and crooked as he leaned forwards to press his lips against the exposed column of your throat, “i know, honey. but you take it so well, don’t you?”

“wanna be good for you...” you sobbed, finally dropping the rest of your weight so you were fully seated on him.

you lifted your hips to start bouncing but he stopped you, bringing his fingers to your clit, “cum on me like this. i want you to make a mess before you ride me.”

you wrapped your hand around his wrist, meeting his gaze with wide, teary eyes. he watched with rapt attention, not breathing your gaze as he circled your clit, feeling your walls spasm and clench around him.

“cum,” he ordered, grinning when you did just that. you gushed around him, trembling and squealing out his name as you attempted to pull yourself off his length to escape the overwhelming stimulation, “there’s my good girl! keep cumming for me, just like that and i’ll reward you.”

— takahiro hanamaki.

∴ his dick is on the longer side than it is thick ∴ to the point that when he’s fucking you ∴ he sometimes has to keep from sinking in to the hilt bc it’ll hurt ∴ it boosts his ego, though, when you yelp and tell him he’s ‘too deep’. ∴ his dick is also rlly sensitive so when he goes too deep and you spasm around him ∴ it feels so fucking good so ∴ sometimes,,,,he goes too deep on purpose ∴ he’ll never admit it tho lmao.

★ ── ⭒ ─ ⭑ ─ ⭒ ── ★

“t-too deep!” you squealed, voice muffled by the pillow your face was hidden in as you reached back to stop his hips from moving.

you couldn’t see it but he grinned as he pulled back slightly, easing the tip of his cock away from your cervix, allowing you to relax, “sorry, bunny. you just feel so good...i always want to sink my whole cock into you.”

you moaned, lifting your head from the fabric as he gave a few, calculated thrusts into your dripping cunt. your thighs trembled, body tensing up when he slipped almost too deep. it turned him on more than it should have, the way you locked up in fear of him giving you his full length.

“i’m just too big for you, huh?” he cooed, reaching beneath you to touch your hard little clit, groaning when you clenched around him, “maybe one day we can work on you taking all of me, huh?”

“n-never will...be able too...” you gasped, mouth falling open as you spasmed around him.

he hummed, kissing your shoulder blade he felt you getting, suddenly surging his hips forward to sink his whole length into you. your reaction was instantaneous, an almost pained squeal escaping your lips. but the way you started cumming let him know it was far from actually painful.

he grinned, “see...it’s not all bad, huh bunny?”

— issei matsukawa.

∴ by far has the biggest dick on the seijoh team in length and girth. ∴ and by god does he knows how to use it. ∴ the way, when you cum, you walls struggle to clench properly around him ∴ because you’re so fuckin stretched out ∴ when he cums it’s a l o t too ∴ big dick means big balls

★ ── ⭒ ─ ⭑ ─ ⭒ ── ★

“i-issei...” you sobbed, nails digging into his back as he laughed, “y-you’re too big.”

he hummed, pulling back to press his lips against yours, “hmm? is that so? that’s not stopping you from creaming all over me though, is it princess?”

you keened, no doubt breaking skin as he pulled back and rolled his hips swiftly, sinking back into you. your cunt was so much smaller than his cock, struggled to take him.

“y-you’re gonna make me cum...” you choked, tears sliding down your cheeks.

he cooed, kissing your nose with a cock grin on his face, “go ahead. you won’t hear any complaints from me.”

a quick change of angle had him hitting a new spot inside you that immediately had your body seizing up beneath him. he let out a stuttering breath as you trembled in his hold for several, long seconds. your cunt gushed, soaking him in your cum for what was no doubt the 3rd time in the last 7 minutes.

“did you cum?” he teased, kissing your tear-stained cheek.

“mhm...” you sniffled pathetically.

he chuckled, sitting up, “i didn’t even feel your cunt squeeze me. what a shame...you must be stuffed too full, huh?”

— kentaro kyotani.

∴ also a memeber of the fat cock squad ∴ he’s a fan of minimal prep bc he loves to watch you struggle to take him ∴ the way your eyes water and the way you scramble to grapple onto him to stop him from moving ∴ because it burns ∴ ugh it’s the best to him.

★ ── ⭒ ─ ⭑ ─ ⭒ ── ★

“kenta!” you gasped, palms pressed flat against his stomach to stop him from sinking in any further, “t-too much.”

he growled, sharp eyes glaring at you as he grappled your wrists in one hand and pinned them down, “hands off.”

“b-but! ah!” you squealed as he forced more of his fat cock into your tight walls.

“it’s not too much,” he grunted, eyes locked on the way your cunt as gushing white all over his cock, “you’re creaming on me, we both know you love it.”

“kenta!” you cried, tears pricking his eyes as he finally bottomed out.

his eyes rolled back in his head as you spasmed around him, “you always act like such a little bitch when you take my cock but you know you always turn into such a slutty little mess when you’re stuffed this full. tell me you love my fat cock.”

“i-i...” you choked as he rutted his hips forward, pushing just a tiny bit deeper into your stretched cunt, “i love your fat cock!”

“that’s right,” he pulled back, a sadistic grin on his lips, “now take it all.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #iwaizumi x reader #oikawa x reader #hanamaki x reader #matsukawa x reader #kyotani x reader #iwaizumi smut #oikawa smut #hanamaki smut #matsukawa smut #kyotani smut #hq.headcanons #iwaizumi.headcanons #oikawa.headcanons #hanamaki.headcanons #matsukawa.headcanons #kyotani.headcanons #afton.writes

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buckysboobs · 4 years ago

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BEG ME TO STOP || k.p.

Warnings: degradation, slapping, spit kink, spanking, choking, daddy kink, slight consent play, dom!kai, just 1.6k words of really rough and filthy smut. Also it's my first time writing smut and I got carried away so oops?

He's busy reading the grimoire while she sits and watches him and the way her LED lights cast a reddish hue all over the room. He looked dangerous, and she was feeling like playing with fire.

"Malachai." She calls out, heart thumping against her chest. He replies with a 'Hmm?' without taking his eyes off the book.

"Give me attention."

He looks up at her. She's on the bed laying upside down, eyes hopeful and locked on his crotch. For some reason they're always locked there. It is a very nice sight.

"No." And with that, he's back to reading.

She gets up and slowly walks over to the chair. She snatches the book away from him and straddles his lap.

His hands push up to her waist to still her.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asks, gaze hard, an eyebrow raised. She throws the book over her shoulder and looks right into his eyes.

"Daddy, please give me attention."

Once he realizes what she really wants, his features soften and his hand comes up to cup her cheek.

"Yeah?" he asks. She nods.

It was unpredictable, how he suddenly yanked her by the hair and darned a slap upon her cheek. She moaned, heat rising up her skin.

"Always so thirsty for daddy's attention, aren't you? Such an attention seeking whore."

She made the infamous puppy eyes at him, "I'm sorry daddy, just wanted your touch."

"Oh with that attitude i'm gonna give you a hell of a lot more than that."

With that being said he holds her close and whooshes away to their bedroom. He throws her on the bed, his lips immediately pressing to her lips. She starts sucking on his tongue when his hand wraps around her throat, his fingers applying sight pressure as her mouth snaps open and a gasp escapes the back of her throat.

He spits into her mouth.

She hums in content, swallowing and opening her mouth for more. He slaps her again.

"Don't be a greedy bitch now, darling." He commands, lips attaching to her neck and sucking cherry shaded bruises into her skin.

"Daddy please…" she cries, small hands trying to pry open his shirt, "I want to feel you!"

"Of course you do." he smiles, and with a snap of his fingers his shirt is off. She presses her lips to his shoulders, open mouthedly sucking, loving the salty-sweet taste of his skin. His hot breath fans over the side of her neck and down her chest as he's licking wide stripes, fingers pushing into her hips.

"Off." he mumbles against her skin and with a heavy tug, he pulls down her panties. He shoves his fingers into her mouth and she rolls her tongue around them, sucking like there's no tomorrow. He pulls them back with a pop and she blushes red when his index finger rubs against her clit, furiously applying pressure. A heavy gasp escapes her throat when Kai starts kissing down her stomach, licking into her navel and down to her heat. She presses her thighs together, almost trapping his head between them when he pries them apart with his hand and moves back up to lick into her mouth.

"Daddy please…" she whines, pushing her heat back and forth on his fingers, trying to get some friction and he sniggers mockingly.

"Getting yourself off on my fingers… what a fucking slut." With that being said he abruptly reaches down and licks a wide stripe up her gaping cunt.

"Oh shit!" she cries out, earning herself a spank.

Kai's prickly beard rubs against her pussy and inner thighs as he eats her out like she's delicacy, tongue reaching in and out of her core and thumb rubbing harsh circles on her clit. Without warning, he pushes two fingers in and she gasps, hand yanking on the sheets to ground herself.

His experienced mouth sucks on her clit, fingers furiously thrusting in and out of her pussy, mind reveling in her cries and gasps of pleasure and mouth full of her sweet taste. His long and thick fingers scissor her open, thrusting hard against her insides, basically tearing her apart and he's not even started.

She pushes down on his fingers when Kai comes to level with her, whispering dirty things into her ear.

"Grind on 'em," he moans, his dick getting impossibly hard against his jeans at the mouth watering sight of her, skin red, hair spread out all over the sheets and eyes filled with tears. Her mouth looked puffy and a cry escaped her parted lips when he gave a particularly hard thrust with his fingers.

She feels a heat pool in her belly and cries out, "Daddy i'm close!"

Kai pulls back and she whines in protest.

"I was so close!" she says, breathing heavily as she watches Kai play with the buckle of his belt.

"Make daddy feel good and he'll let you come."

That's an offer she can't refuse so it barely takes her a minute before she's on her knees, pulling down Kai's jeans and watching his hard cock bounce against his stomach. Kai's hand comes down to rest atop her head, slightly pulling at a few strands of hair as she takes the tip into her mouth, giving kitten licks to the head.

Kai slaps her across the face, his fingertips burning her skin. "Don't be a tease, bitch."

Tears roll down her cheek and she moans around his cock, taking all of it down, the gag reflex she had worked so hard on finally coming into use. Kai yanks at her hair roughly, thrusting into her mouth while her hands rest on his thighs. He shoves his cock harder into her warm mouth, letting out breathy moans at the sounds of which her heat begins to pool again and her hand reaches down to play with her clit.

Kai sees that and pulls out of her mouth, spitting onto her face and darns another slap onto her cheek. She cries out loud, her pussy pulsing wet and throbbing.

"Nasty little bitch," he snorts bitterly, shoving his cock down her throat again and yanking her head back by the hair, "I didn't allow you to touch yourself, did I?"

She moans and it sends vibrations around his cock, he's thrusting harder when she feels him twitch and his seed is spilling down her throat.

"Swallow it." he warns, even though he knows he doesn't have to tell her. She swallows it like it's delicacy and she's been starving forever, closing her eyes and humming in content. Kai pulls out and she opens her mouth to show him that she had, indeed, swallowed it all.

"That's my girl." he praises and she beams at the response. However, the soft moment is over when he grabs her and pushes her against the wall, tongue plunging into her mouth.

She grips his shoulders but he doesn't take it, instead he thrusts hard into her pussy. His hands find hers and their fingers intwine, Kai holding them beside her head as he thrusts roughly without warning. She cries out, but the pain subsides soon and she's dwelling in the pleasure that comes with his animalistic thrusts. Her body's bobbing up and down with every thrust and Kai is grunting right into her ear, his breath tickling her skin and hands holding her down. She's crying because it feels so good and it hurts so good, his thick cock ramming into her tight cunt and heat striking every inch of her skin, his pubic bone slapping against hers. He pulls out for a second and whooshes them away to the bed where he flips her onto her front and enters her from behind, ripping a scream from her lips. He's cheating with his vampirism too, his thrusts hard and deep when he changes the angle. He grabs her neck and pulls her back up against his chest, pounding into her mercilessly while she screams his name.

His hand comes down to brush against her clit and she starts to cry even louder, "Fuck! Fuck i'm going to cum!"

"Go on, bitch, come for me" he whispers in her ears but his thrusts never stop, he fucks her through her orgasm, still pounding hard and furious when she begs him to stop.

"That's a good girl, beg." He fucks her hard and rough and she screams, tears rolling down her cheeks and pausing at her chin, her fluids slipping down her thighs. She could have used the safe word if she wanted to , but she truly didn't because the pain and the overstimulation felt so heavenly.

"I'm gonna fill you up." Kai snarls, fucking into her roughly and rubbing fast circles on her clit, lips attaching to her ear, "I'm gonna bury my seed in your tight little cunt, breed you like a bitch in heat."

"Oh god daddy oh shit— FUCK!" she cries as another orgasm washes over her and he thrusts even harder if possible, flipping her onto her back and throwing her legs over his shoulder, he fucks her into oblivion where she's completely at his mercy.

It hurts so good. She feels his thrusts get slower and realizes he must be close to his own orgasm but this didn't stop him as a loud groan escaped his throat and he fucked her like an animal.

With another thrust he's spilling into her, washing her pussy with his seed and leaving his cock buried tight into her as he collapses right on top of her, breathing heavily. Her hand comes up to play with his hair and he gives her cheek a soft kiss before pulling out, making her wince.

"I wanna cuddle, daddy." she mumbles, and he smiles at her, laying right beside her on the dirty sheets as he opens his arms and she falls right into them.

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maibi · 4 years ago

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Ok, maybe I do like him

Dabi x reader

Summary: lowkey enemies to lo lovers. When Dabi found out you got hurt by someone, he didn’t particularly take it well

A/N: got this random idea off of tiktok and decided to write about it lolz also not completely proof read sorry

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You didn’t like Dabi. You didn’t like how he walked as if he was the main character. You didn’t like how he always followed behind you just so he could irritate you. You didn't like his face, that smug smile that appeared when he succeeded in irritating you and that frown when you said to him to leave you alone. You didn't like him. And he didn’t like you.

“Look out!”

You spun around quickly, ready to punch whoever tapped your shoulder, but glared when you saw Dabi standing behind you while he was laughing.

“I swear if you come closer to me one more fucking time I will destroy the rest of your not purple skin”, you said giving him a death glare.

“Oh no, I got so scared my tear ducts almost started working again”, he said with a fake concerned look.

“If you don’t stop I will make sure none of the ducts on your body work”, you said as you walked away from him.

“Oh come on, that was funny”, he said as he walked faster coming closer to you so that he walked next to you, shoulders almost touching.

“If that shoulder of yours touches mine I'll make sure it doesn’t touch anything anymore. And for god’s sake leave me alone”, you said, closing your eyes and breathing in heavily.

“Fine fine”, he said as he slowed down his pace. “But will you miss me?”

“No”, you casually said as you walked away from him and left his standing alone on the street.

You didn’t like him. But you still turned around to see if he was still following you. But you regretted that you did, because the second you turned your head slightly he was standing barely inches away from your face. “If you wanted a good bye kiss you could have just asked me one.”

You placed your finger on his forehead and pushed him away from your face. “Did you eat tuna for breakfast or something?”

He looked slightly taken aback, but smiled right after. “Why? Wanna have a taste?”

“If it means spending more time with you, than no”, you said as you turned around and put your hand in the air midway. “Hope to not see you around.”

“That breaks my heart”, he said in a playful tone as his laughter faded the more you walked further away from him.

You didn’t like to give him the attention he wanted. You made sure to do the exact opposite. You knew he’d irritate you even more, but as much as you hated him it was in some way some an enjoyment. You were bored quickly so having him around wasn’t always as bad, though he never knew his limits.

You smiled to yourself and walked further down the street. You didn’t really have a destination in mind, you just walked. Wherever you would land is where you’d stay. It was a continues cycle.

You weren’t really paying attention but when someone grabbed your hand you quickly spun around. “Dabi for god’s sake not no-”

You stopped talking the second you saw that it wasn’t Dabi. “Who are you?”, you asked with frown while looking the man up and down.

“You alone?”

“Why do you care about that?”, you asked.

His grip on your wrist tightened and even though you didn’t like to admit it, it hurt. You tried to pull away but the size of this man made you realize it was as good as impossible.

“Why don’t we go to my place huh? Have a little fun. I see you a lot, wandering around the city on your own, thought you might wanted some company”, he said as he inched closer to your ear.

“I’ll decline, I'm not interested in that kind of stuff”, you replied, trying to pull your arm away from him. But no luck.

“Don’t be shy, I'll be gent-”

You didn’t think any further and just crashed your head against his face, making him stagger back, his grip didn’t loosen, but you punching your two fingers to his throat did. And the second he let go you ran. You tasted iron and when you brought your hand up to your face you noticed your nose was bleeding.

Trying to wipe that all away was the reason you didn’t look in front of you. While running so hard you just ran into someone, making the both of you fall down. Your head felt a little dizzy, but you regained yourself so that you could run away. You just gave the person a simple sorry, not even looking at their face just so you get away quickly. But you were stopped by a pair of hands around your wrist and you felt a stinging pain.

You turned around and took a good look at the person and saw Dabi in front of you with a worried look on his face. “Shit face not now”, you hissed at him as you tried running again, but his grip on your wrist, that had been previously abused by the man, didn’t loosen. “Dabi I’m serious, let me go.”

He didn't react and only looked at your wrist. It had a red color and it already started to bruise lightly. He looked at you and pulled you closer to him. He looked deep into your eyes and brought his hand to your face. You flinched and closed your eyes, but he didn't move any further with his hands. “I’m not gonna hurt you”, he whispered. He brought his hand closer to your face now and slowly wiped the blood away from your nose even though it was still running.

He looked at your wrist again. “Who did this?”

“For fuck’s sake Dabi it doesn’t matter just let me go”, you said looking behind him to see if the stranger was coming and when you saw him you panicked again.

Dabi didn’t budge and with half closed eyes he stared deep into your eyes. “Don’t make me repeat myself. Who did this to you?”, he said in a murderous tone.

He looked behind him and when he was the man coming closer to the two of you he knew exactly it was him. He didn’t have to think twice about your facial expressions because he knew you. He knew you too well.

He let go of your wrist and walked up to the man. And he did something that you didn’t expect to happen. He protected you. He helped you and got himself hurt just so you wouldn’t have to fight him. Just so you could be safe.

And strangely, you felt your heart skip a beat at that moment.

Later around the evening you were walking a limping Dabi to his place. You never knew he actually lived somewhere and you thought he was just a street bird like you. But apparently not.

“You know, you didn’t have to go overboard like that”, you said in an almost whisper while you walked him inside of his place.

He didn’t answer.

You helped him sit on the couch and you slumped next to him. “We should get your wounds treated. Where is the first aid kit?”

“It’s okey, leave it for now”, he said, throwing his head back and closing his eyes.

“Come on don’t be a bitch about it and just tell me.”

He didn’t answer and just stood up with a sigh. He walked away, out of your field of vision and came back later with a pack of ice and the first aid kit. You reached out to take it from him but he placed it next to him and put the ice pack on your wrist with a towel around it. He took out some cotton pads and wetted them. He started to slowly rub them around your nose area to clean up the blood that had dried there.

You held his wrist and stopped his movements. “You made me drag you here to your place, but you walked perfectly fine to get the first aid kit?”

A smug smile appeared on his face, but it was weaker than normal. You didn’t really question it, but it stayed in the back of your head. “Dabi, I'm not in the mood to play around right now, you little dick!”, you said as he let out a breathy laugh.

“I can agree with many names you call me, but I can assure you dick is not small”, he winked at you.

Your face flushed red and you hit his chest to silence his laughter. “I’m being serious here”, you said.

“So am I”, he said in a more serious tone as he continued cleaning your nose.

You let him do that and while he was busy you stared at him. You never knew you’d come to the realization that Dabi wasn’t that bad of a person and definitely not bad looking. His blue eyes made you want to stare for a long time and his piercings were a different story you were interested in. But the main thing you were interested in was-

“Why did you help me out there?”

He stopped his movements and with his head slightly down he turned his eyes only in your direction. He didn’t answer yet and only stared at you.

“I mean, I'm never really nice to you and we’re basically always at each other’s throat. So why exactly did you help me?”

“Because”, he said as he walked away with the blood stained cotton and came back empty handed, sitting next to you again, but closer ,“I care about you and I worry myself over you getting injured.”

He just casually explained it like that as if was nothing. You felt your face heat up, but because you knew he’d make fun of you, you turned your head to the side.

“Your ears are red”, he pointed out and you could basically hear him smile.

“I’ll make your face red if you keep coming at me like that”, you said in annoyance.

You felt him scoot closer, but you tried to not show a reaction. His hand came to your face and with his fingertips placed on your chin, he turned your head so that you were facing him. “You don’t always have to be violent against me”, he said in a whisper as he inched your face closer to his.

“Then make sure I don’t have to”, you whispered back as you closed your eyes and your lips met. You melted in his touch and something never felt so right but so wrong at the same time. This was person you were supposed to hate.

But you came to the realization. You came to the realization that you did like the way he walked so confidently as if he was the main character. You loved the way he followed behind you because you knew he did it to protect you. You liked his face, the way he smiled when he got your attention and the way it furrowed when you left him when he desperately wanted your attention. And you thought to yourself that maybe you didn’t hate him and that maybe perhaps he didn't dislike you either.

#dabi fanfic #dabi #dabi imagine #dabi smut #dabi x reader #touya todoroki #bnha #dabi todoroki #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #dabi x y/n #mha dabi

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buckyownsmylife · 4 years ago

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Fast and Slow - Harry Styles smut

The one where your dom lent you to Harry and he’s very eager to have you.

Warnings: smut, oral sex (m), p in v, overstimulation, sex bench, sex fluids, cursing, bdsm, restraints, sharing kink?, Harry is a soft dom and calls you “little one” a lot.

A/N: Day 12 of kinktober and the prompts were being lent to another dom and “say my name + louder”. I’m actually really proud of this one because I managed to incorporate another prompt that I never thought I’d be able to use on my fics, so I guess this idea of doing kinktober to explore some kinks is really working for me. As always (for kinktober fics), unrevised because I literally just finished it and I’m already dead inside.

Harry’s P.O.V.

I did my best to close the door behind me making as little noise as possible. Still, I noticed by the way her muscles tensed up that she’d heard me approach, and the anticipation was visibly affecting her.

Clicking my tongue, I allowed myself this first moment to explore her naked body with my eyes as she remained knelt by the foot of the bed, her head lowered to avoid meeting my gaze. She’d followed my orders perfectly, as I’d come to expect by what her dom explained of her, and I could feel my cock already hardening on my pants, the only piece of clothing I still wore.

There was nothing I appreciated more than a good, obedient little girl. I already knew she’d be perfect for me. But I’d known that long before, the first time I laid my eyes on her, even. It was an immediate attraction, one that I couldn’t act on simply because she already belonged to someone else.

So when her dom announced that they were up to experiment with sharing, I was quick to jump on the opportunity to have her, at least for one night. “You really are beautiful, aren’t you?” I asked, running a single finger under her chin so I could raise her eyes to meet mine, and I lost my breath at that simple connection.

She just had this thing about her, such sensuality seemed to lie just beneath the surface of her gaze. I felt it deep in my bones every time we were out for drinks and I had the hardest time trying to keep my hands to myself, trying to remember that she was with my friend.

And as much as the outings proved difficult to me, I couldn’t find it in myself to care. Not when my friendship with her dom meant that I got to see her at least once a week. Not when it allowed me the chance of being here with her, in this situation.

Well, first things first, I knew we had communicated pretty extensively prior to this session, but I felt like I should run over the most basic rule once more. Even though all I wanted to do was to jam my cock in her pretty little throat.

“What’s your safe word?” I asked, still holding her jaw so she’d look me in the eyes and see just how seriously I actually took this. I thought I saw the shadow of a smile pass over her face, but it was gone as quickly as it came, and she was back to the picture perfect submissive front.

“Red for stopping, yellow for slowing down and three taps when I need to stop and can’t speak.” I did smile at her answer, satisfied at how thorough she’d been. It was clear too, by the way she ran over her words and the glint in her eye, that she was just as eager as I was to get this started.

I wouldn’t keep her waiting much longer. We did have only one night, after all. “Good job, little one.” I acknowledged as I straightened up, keeping my crotch on her eye level before nodding to her. “Take me off my trousers.”

Her hands trembled slightly as she worked on my belt before going for the zipper, but it was clear by the way she bit on her lower lip that it was from excitement. I licked my lips at the prospect of the night that we had ahead of us, knowing she was right in getting anxious for it. I had a lot planned for us.

I watched with clear amusement as her breath bitched at the sight of my cock, almost hard already, and it was obvious that she was entranced by it. “Go ahead,” I signaled, once again nodding towards her. “Lick it. Give it a taste.”

She looked up at me with those bright, wide eyes and I had to bite on my inner cheek to contain a groan of desire that threatened to make its way into our one-person conversation. But then, she stuck out her tongue, running it over the length of my member and I was a goner, a loud moan escaping my lips.

I’d always been a vocal person in bed.

“Okay, stop. Hands behind your back. Open your mouth for me.” Her mouth fell open to obey my request easily, her tongue sticking out once more like she couldn’t get enough of my taste already. It was hard to keep the smile off my face, and I could see that she appreciated the sight of my dimples as she couldn’t take her eyes off of it.

Once, she’d been wine drunk in one of our friendly outings, and she admitted she thought they were extremely cute. I’d started to smile even more around her after that, always keeping an attentive eye to watch her fascination with my dimples whenever they appeared.

“‘M gonna fuck your face now, okay, love?” She nodded, mouth still open, eyes connected to mine. I had to chuckle at the pure image of compliant enthusiasm that she portrayed. I, too, couldn’t wait to have her mouth wrapped around my cock.

Y/N’s P.O.V.

His hand curled around my nape and he pulled me to meet his member by it, the other one coming to cradle my cheek as he slowly penetrated my open mouth. The hiss he let out as he fed me inch by inch of his beautiful cock was like music to my ears.

God, he was beautiful. I couldn’t believe he actually wanted to dom me and now here I was, with his cock halfway down my throat. I felt so unbelievably lucky, and even more incredibly horny. How could it be that he didn’t have a sub anymore? I would drop to my knees instantly, any time he asked me to.

I knew I should feel bad about thinking like that when it was only a loan - I was with another dom, I wouldn’t be with Harry again after tonight. But I couldn’t pretend it wasn’t how I felt.

Specially when he threw his head back after I managed to swallow his entire length, his curls bouncing from the action and the sweetest little moans escaping from his beautiful pink lips. God, he was beautiful.

“Fuck, you’re precious,” he complimented, suddenly looking down at me with those incredible green eyes. A shiver ran down my spine at the connection, and the most predatory smirk painted his lips, making me whine around the cock on my lips. “Ready?” He asked, running his thumb over my cheekbones, his hands making my already hot face feel even warmer. When I managed to slightly nod, he did too, immediately pulling almost completely out of my mouth before thrusting back in.

The instinctive reaction to gag was undeniable, but despite the tears that immediately appeared on my eyes, I forced myself to breathe deeply through my nose and focus on the symphony that Harry was creating, with his moans and gasps and the wet sounds of gurgling and spit from his thrusts.

“You’re a little cockslut, aren’t you, sweetheart? So eager to please, I could see it in your eyes just how much you wanted my cock, huh?” I moaned around his member at the dirty words he so effortlessly threw around. I’d never thought Harry would be this vocal during sex, but god if it didn’t make me horny. In fact, I was so fucking wet that it was dripping down onto the floor of his bedroom, running down my thighs and ankles.

It was so damn filthy, and I loved every second of it. He pulled me by my hair so I could lick his balls while I gathered my breath, and I immediately put one in my mouth, rolling it before doing the same with the other. By the way he whined, I could see he loved it.

“Come back here, I wanna cum down your throat.” The prospect was one that I very much ached for, since my pussy was throbbing at the perspective. I didn’t even feel any hurt from the way he forcefully thrusted into my mouth before he started to roughly facefuck me, I was just too ecstatic about bringing him this much pleasure.

“I’m gonna cum, love. I’m cumming.” I loved that he kept the same nickname that he usually called me in social situations. It had always made me feel tingly, but when he was filling my mouth with his warm liquid, it was a different experience entirely.

Harry’s P.O.V.

It took a lot of strength and control not to fall down on my knees after cumming on her lips. She made me weak, it was ridiculous and dangerous but I was already addicted to the feeling.

I took some minutes to catch my breath before offering my hand to help her up, and when she accepted it, I couldn’t help but to trail my eyes down her body, appreciating each inch of skin available for my gaze to explore. But there was another way in which I wanted to survey her body.

“Come here, little one.” I took her to the edge of the room where I’d prepared the sex bench, observing her reactions to see how she would take it. She didn’t look like she recognized it, but she also didn’t seem repelled by it, which I took as a win.

“I take it you haven’t used this before.” She nodded, glancing at me before averting her eyes. “You can look at me when I’m talking to you, sweetheart.” The look of surprise she gave me left me with an unpleasant feeling. I knew it was common in bdsm, especially with more stricter doms, to train their subs so that they’re always visibly submissive. But the idea of someone missing the chance of having her beautiful eyes on them left me in despair. It left me feeling like she wasn’t properly appreciated, and that didn’t sit well with me at all.

“Are you comfortable with exploring this with me?” When she immediately nodded, an easy smile appeared on my lips, and I allowed her to see it flourish. “Then hop on it, sweetheart. I can’t wait to see you spread open for my viewing pleasure.”

She bit her lip at my admission, and I helped her settle on the bench before strapping the restraints over her ankles and arms. Then, after a quick caress of her cheek, I assumed my position behind her, biting my own lip at the sight that welcomed me.

Her wetness was already dripping over her pussy lips, and I instinctively raised my hand to open her for me, checking her weeping hole before quickly plunging two fingers inside of her, making her gasp.

“You’re drenched, love.” She agreed with me, albeit a little breathlessly, and I chuckled before wrapping my lips around the two fingers that had been inside of her, tasting her wetness. She was so sweet, it tasted heavenly in my mouth.

Humming in appreciation, I collected some more of her juices before sticking my fingers inside of her again, this time in search of her sweet spot. When I heard her gasp again, I knew I’d reached my goal.

“Does it feel good when I touch you like this?” I asked, thrusting my fingers in and out of her, making sure to hit that special spongy place every time my digits were deep within her pussy.

Y/N’s P.O.V.

I cried out at the feeling of Harry’s fingers inside of me, after spending so long with this burning arousal inside of me, taking care of him without being touched. He fucked me so furiously, it barely seemed like he retreated his fingers at all, and soon enough, I was cumming with his digits pressing inside that spot that had my eyes rolling to the back of my head, my legs spasming as I felt the urge to close them, stop him from continuing to stimulate me, but I couldn’t. Not when I was tied to this bench, vulnerable to whatever wish he wanted to express with my body.

I finally understood the reason for the chair.

When he didn’t stop thrusting his fingers in and out of me, another orgasm quickly rolled in, making me spasm against the leather seat, begging him for something - to keep fucking me or to stop, I couldn’t say.

Still, it seemed like he knew just what I wanted to say, or at the very least, what I needed in that moment, because even though he didn’t remove his fingers - or even stopped moving whatsoever - he drastically slowed down the movement, opting to insert them in me at a snail’s pace.

“You like it here, don’t you?” He asked, clearly laughing at my agony, and if I could, I would have laughed too. “You know, I like having you here, like this, too. It’s been so long since I had a sub, I didn’t remember how much I missed it until I saw you knelt down by my bed.”

I was trying very hard to focus on what he was saying, but it was getting harder by the second, since despite the brutality of the last two orgasms he collected from me, the calm pace with which he kept on fucking me with my fingers was very quickly reigniting the fire of desire within me.

“Of course, it could just be you. You know, I had no idea you were into this kind of thing, when we met. If I’d known…” He didn’t continue, but I understood what he wanted to say nonetheless. If we’d known about this aspect of our personalities, perhaps I’d be his sub now.

The idea of being Harry’s, of having this every single day paired with the feeling of his digits still pressing against my sweet spot incited another release from me, and now I could hear just how wet I’d become.

“Feeling a tad overstimulated, love?” He teased, finally pulling his fingers from me and granting me some relief. I heard a sucking sound that brought shivers down my spine at the realisation that he had sucked my wetness from his digits, but before I could focus too much on that, I felt the blunt head of his cock against my hole, just slightly rubbing it in.

“Think you can handle just one more orgasm? Wanna feel you clench around my cock, sweetheart. Think you can do this for me?” I don’t think I’d ever nodded as quickly for anything in my entire life, but I felt plenty compensated for my enthusiasm when I felt him pushing inside of me, stretching me open to accept his long cock.

“Fuck,” he groaned when he finally bottomed out, the position I was in due to the sex bench assuring that he was perfectly nested against my sweet spot and I think the sensation was overwhelming for him too, by the way he inadvertently jerked his hips, hitting my g-spot after he was finally completely in.

I didn’t think I could feel better than I felt in that moment, impaled on his cock, but that was before he started thrusting in and out of me. The overstimulation had my nerves on fire, every single one of my cells screaming out for me, as I was too, and then his voice pierced through my senses, begging me to say his name, scream his name, until I did just so, exactly when I felt that warm pit of arousal explode inside of me.

“Louder,” he ordered, his fingers burying themselves on the flesh of my ass, and I couldn’t disobey him. All I knew was his name, all I could do was to scream it from the top of my lungs, desperate to release some of the astounding sensations I felt travel through me.

Harry moaned my name when he came, too. It was the first thing I remember focusing on when I stopped hearing the beat of my own heart on my ears, followed suit by the feeling of his warm cum dripping from my abused pussy lips and running down my legs.

He scooped some of it up, careful not to overwhelm me, before feeding it to me, and I was more than glad to wrap my lips around his fingers and suck them just how I’d done to his cock.

“You know…” He started after he’d released me and helped me put on a robe, and was now massaging some lotion on my wrists. He looked nervous, almost unsure of himself, and the idea made me curious. “Call me crazy all you want, we can pretend I never even asked it after you get out of here.”

He took a deep breath before continuing and I felt my heartbeat pick up as I realised what he could be about to ask. “Would you consider becoming mine? My sub, I mean? We can talk to…”

I interrupted him by throwing myself at him, wrapping my arms around his shoulder as I buried my face on his neck. “I’d love to, Harry.” He didn’t immediately react, but then, I felt him reciprocate my hug before feeling his warm hands rubbing over my back.

“I’d love to too, sweetheart.”

#harry styles #smut #harry styles smut #kinktober #kinktober 2020 #harry styles imagine #harry styles imagines #harry styles reader #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles wrinting #harry styles writings #harry styles dom

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meher-sumedha · 3 years ago

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Gwynriel Headcanon : Gwyn jealous

(I thought this as the first thing I woke up in the morning so god forgive me, also kinda toxic)

Gwyn hated it, Gwyn fucking hated it. Hated the way he was dancing with that bitch. She knew she and Azriel had a platonic relationship. Well she didn't even know if she could call it a relationship, they only fucked now and then.

But still, she hated it. So she didn't know if it was alcohol or what that made her legs immediately walk up to them. Azriel's back was towards her, so she tapped his shoulder slightly, he didn't turn. She tapped again, and yet he didn't turn. And then she tapped a bit harsh, and only then did Azriel turn.

"What's wrong Gwyn? " He asked, kissing down the neck of the bitch. He was not a good drunk, and Gwyn had enough with him using that excuse to flirt and dance with other girls. Or letting them grind against him.

"You know what's wrong, " Gwyn replied, waiting for him to stop and pay attention to her. He then sighed and stopped dancing with the girl and said, "F. R. I. E. N. D. S. we're just friends. "

And began dancing with her again. Gwyn didn't know if that was for her, or the bitch. And Azriel didn't explain himself. It was like he couldn't care less about her.

Well Gwyn was done with his shit. She sat down at the bar and took some shots of tequila. It burned her throat when it went down, but it didn't burn more than the feeling inside of her.

She drank and drank. Tried to push down that feeling. Yet it didn't work. So, as soon as another guy walked to the bar, she pulled his shirt's collar and brought him down to the dance floor.

She then turned around to look at him, "Wanna dance? " And the guy's eyes roamed around her body, taking her beautiful figure in. Took in her body con blue dress that hugged her figure tightly, and barely lest anything for the imagination. He smirked and said, "Yes".

So they started dancing. With Gwyn grinding her back against his front. His hands roaming around her body, from her hips to her chest. At one moment, Gwyn could've sworn he groaned in her ear.

And then he whispered, "Wanna go outside? " And Gwyn didn't know what to do, so she nodded. What could possibly go wrong? Innocent Gwyn thought.

And so she followed him outside. As soon as they went outside, he tried to slam his lips into her but Gwyn backed away. "Whooa there, what do you think you're doing. ", "I thought you wanted to have sex with me. "

And he tried to kiss her again but Gwyn backed away, "We were dancing for fuck's sake-", "You were grinding your ass against me. And anyways, you don't wear that kind of dress until you want it. You're basically asking for it-" And that was when Gwyn's fist connected with his jaws.

"I can wear whatever the hell I want, whenever I want. And if I want something, I'll ask for it. Instead of looking at my dress and assuming what I want, fucking ask me that. "

And Gwyn was about to walk away when that guy held her wrists violently and slammed her against the wall, he then whispered, "I want you girl, and I'm gonna get you-" He didn't get to finish his sentence until someone pulled him from behind and punched him, repeatedly.

What the hell just happened? Gwyn thought. And then suddenly the guy rose. Guess what, it was Azriel. And he looked angry, "What the hell were you doing with a guy, in an alley, at 3am in the fucking morning? "

Gwyn was still processing what the hell just happened so she started with the same speech"I can do whatever I want whenever I-", "Oh don't give me that-", "Well why the fuck do you care? F.R. I. E. N. D. S? Right? We're just friends. "

Azriel was surprised to see Gwyn cursing, and was surprised all together to see Gwyn jealous, so he asked, with a huge devillish smirk forming on his face, "Were you jealous Gwyn? "

And Gwyn was not having it, so she started walking away, muttering, "fuck you az" And Azriel chuckled at that, and said, "You know you'd love to. "

And Gwyn stopped short in her steps. She knew she needed an outlet, maybe- maybe this could be it.

So without any warning she pulled Azriel's collar and started kissing him. He wasn't doing anything so she took his hands and guided them to her ass. She tangled her hands in his hair. Yeah, she wanted this, meaningless sex. That's all it was anyways.

And then Azriel pulled away, panting. "Gwyn, you're drunk. " And Gwyn tried to kiss him again but then he pulled away completely, "Gwyn, you're drunk. "

He didn't wanna have sex with me. He didn't wanna have sex with me. And this thought, only this thought ran in Gwyn's head. She was hurt, and embarassed, and she didn't even know when she slipped up the words, "You don't wanna have sex with me. " And she repeated those words, like a mantra, sticking them.

And Azriel seemed alarmed at the words. He suddenly cupped her cheeks and said, "Of course not Gwyn, I wanna have sex with you. And you have no idea how much, but you're drunk and I would be taking advantage of you. " Gwyn didn't believe one of the words he'd just said, and she was about to walk away when Azriel suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and started flying.

Gwyn was forced to wrap her hands around his neck, even if she didn't want to. And when the arrived at the house of wind, she muttered, "asshole" With her neck still resting in the crook of his neck. Azriel chuckled and Gwyn pulled away, to see his eyes, his hazel eyes that she loved. His hazel eyes that were full of light at this moment, and this brought a smile to her face.

He returned the smile and said, "You're smiling" And Gwyn suddenly realized that and pulled away. She then started walking away from him and into the house, she heard Azriel groan behind her, "Gwyn-", "No no, I know" Gwyn said before trying to walk down the stairs to the library, and failing miserably.

"Whoop-" And Azriel was there in a second to pull her up. "I can manage myself", "Yeah sure you can Gwynnie", "Don't call me that", "Okayy Gwynnie" He said and Gwyn looked at him, trying to seem angry, but miserably failing again. That only made Azriel chuckle more.

"You can stay here-", "Can I stay in your room? " Gwyn asked, knowing she would be disappointed in the answer, but was actually surprised when he said, "ok".

So they walked to his room and Gwyn went straight up to his wardrobe to take out a t-shirt and get out of this dress. She went in the bathroom to change, and she heard Azriel ask her, "Are you hungry? ", "No" She replied and changed into his t-shirt.

She then walked out of the room only to see Azriel in just his boxers, and his eyes roaming around her legs. She smirked before getting under the covers and saying, "well shadowsinger, you do remember that you said no to sex, right? "

And Azriel groaned before getting into bed, "you're not gonna let that go are you?" And Gwyn smiled and shaked her head.

Both their backs were against each other, but not before Gwyn asked, "wanna cuddle?" And Azriel chuckled and said, "Yeah".

So Azriel rested on his back, not knowing what to do. Gwyn turned towards him with a smirk and asked, "You don't know how to cuddle, do you?" And Azriel didn't reply. She then went to hug his chest and rest her head on his chest. He then replied, "Ye-yes I do", "As you say Azriel" Gwyn said in a knowing tone.

Azriel wrapped one of his arms protectively around Gwyn, and with his other, stroked her back. "Goodnight Azriel", Azriel kissed her head and said, "Goodnight love".

(I have my exams tomorrow but I wrote this)

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angellesword · 4 years ago

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YOUR EYES TELL | JJK (02)

➭ You live in a world where people see in black and white. The solution to finally see the colors? It’s simple. You need to meet your soulmate and look at him in the eyes, but what if the person bound to you is already contented with the monochromatic world? What if…Jeongguk, your soulmate, is already in love with someone else?

Alternatively;

“A future without you is a world without color.”

Genre: soulmate au, e2l, unrequited love, heavy angst, fluff, lawyer au.

Pairing: Artist!Jungkook x Lawyer!Reader

Word Count: 2.7k

SERIES: CHAPTER 1 | CHAPTER 3

"Please, Joon. I just need to know if he's okay..."

Namjoon scratched the back of his head while looking at Red. The latter was practically begging him to spill things he's been forbidden to utter. He was sure he's just seconds away from telling her what she wanted to know, but then he's abruptly reminded of how heartbroken Jungkook was.

"Don't tell her I'm here," tears painted Jungkook's cheeks. "I don't want to see her. Not now." Or ever...

"He's not here, Red. I'm sorry," Namjoon sighed, trying to close the front door of his small apartment; regrettably, Red stopped him before the door shut in her sad face."I know he doesn't want to see me." She said with a shaky voice—causing Namjoon to purse his lips into a thin line.

"Right." He couldn't help but say. She deserved the snarky remark for hurting Jungkook beyond repair.

"But I'm worried about him. H-He was...so mad when he left."

'Who wouldn't?' Namjoon wanted to say, yet he kept his lips glued together. He needed to remind himself that although she hurt Jungkook, Red was still his friend.

"I'm sure he'll be fine wherever he is." Namjoon's caught Red's eyes. "Jungkook is strong, you know."

"I know." She looked at her feet; this caused the man inside the house to also look down. Namjoon was so busy shooing Red away that he didn't notice a big box on the ground. Judging by the looks of it, he deduced that this box belonged to Jungkook. The tower of sketchpads and other art materials was already a giveaway.

"Can you give this to him, though? I'm not sure when I'll get to see him again, and I know he can't live without this stuff, so..." Red picked up the box. "Please, Joonie..." She added when the older boy didn't say anything.

"Fine."

In the end, Namjoon gave in. He didn't have a choice. This was the only way to make her leave; however, he instantly regretted his decision when he spotted Jungkook sitting on the couch."What did she say?" Jungkook inquired eagerly; his eyes flew on the box that's juggling in Namjoon's arms. Jungkook saw his friend trip over a non-existent stone.

Namjoon was really clumsy.

"She wants me to give this to you." The older boy handed the box to Jungkook in exchange for his precious daughter.

"Ji-eun..." Namjoon cooed, bopping the nose of his three-year-old child. Ji-eun chuckled; her little finger was poking her father's deep dimple.

"Appa!" Ji-eun's eyes twinkled. She missed being in her father's embrace even though it hadn't been long since Namjoon left her with Jungkook.

Ji-eun couldn't help it. Jungkook used to be the fun uncle, but all he did now was cry and snort. Admittedly, she's getting tired of wiping his tears every second.

She wondered who made uncle Jungkook cry.

"Huh." Jungkook huffed as he examined what was inside the box. Namjoon was right. It's full of the younger boy's stuff.

"Is she really so eager to kick me out of the house that she personally brought my things here!?"Jungkook was seeing red. Profanities left his lips as acid dripped down his stomach. He's so mad at his ex.

"Language, Jeon," Namjoon warned, turning away from Jungkook. He couldn't let Ji-eun listen to the younger boy's dirty mouth. "Besides, you're the one who left."

Jungkook didn't know how to respond to that, mainly because Namjoon was correct. He was the one who left in the middle of the fight. In his defense, he was hurt. What Red was saying was too much for him—it was painful, the kind of pain he knew would forever haunt him.

"I love him, Kook."

Red's confession echoed in Jungkook's mind again. Red told him she loved her soulmate. Jungkook didn't want to believe her because how? How could she fall in love with another man just by looking at him in the eyes?

"We've been seeing each other for months now."

His question had been answered. Red was a cheater, and it's the last straw for Jungkook. He couldn't take it anymore, so he stood up.

"I hate you, bitch!"

The pain that crossed Red's face indicated that Jungkook had gone too far. He didn't mean it, but he's hurt, and this was the only way he could hurt her back.

Before Red could say anything, Jungkook was already out of the door.

It's two am in the morning. Jungkook was certain that the only awake person that he could bother right now was none other than Namjoon, his brother-in-law.

Thankfully, Namjoon's apartment was just a few blocks away from Red's home.

"Kook?" Namjoon squinted his eyes after opening the door. He's been awake for straight twenty-seven hours to the point that he couldn't tell if Jungkook was really in front of him or if he's just hallucinating.

"Hyung..." Jungkook broke into tears upon seeing his only family.

Namjoon let the crying boy inside his house.

"I ran out of tea..." This was Namjoon's excuse when he handed Jungkook Ji-eun's milk. Namjoon didn't even have time to buy his groceries since his daughter occupied most of his time.

Fortunately, it looked like Jungkook didn't give two fucks as he was already halfway finished drinking the warm milk.

It's been exactly fifteen minutes since the younger boy came knocking on Namjoon's humble abode. Jungkook had stopped crying, though he still looked a little shaken.

"Red found her soulmate..." Jungkook spoke right before Namjoon could ask what happened. Suddenly, the older boy found himself biting his bottom lip. He didn't want to pry about Jungkook's life, but then he's reminded of the wish of Hye-Jin, his late wife.

"Take care of my brother, Joon..."

"D-Do you wanna talk about it?" Namjoon asked before he changed his mind. This was the only thing he could do for Hye-Jin.

"What's there to talk about?" Jungkook hissed even though he's the one who started telling Namjoon things. The latter kept his head low. In times like this, he wasn't sure what to say.

It's not like he's better than Red. Namjoon also broke up with the woman he was dating right after meeting Hye-Jin. The only difference was that Namjoon's ex perfectly understood the situation. She knew that they weren't destined to be together.

"She cheated on me. She said she's in love with her soulmate." The bitter taste in Jungkook's mouth was still there. It only strengthened as soon as the word 'soulmate' left his lips. Jungkook continued pouring his heart out to Namjoon despite saying he didn't want to talk about it.

"She's going to regret leaving me. No one can love her the way I do!" Jungkook swore, but Namjoon's almost 100% sure he's wrong.

Seeing colors were different. It felt like everything was perfect. Namjoon couldn't deny that one of the many reasons he fell in love with Hye-Jin was because she helped him see the wonderful hues.

It's like the more he fell in love with her, the brighter the colors became. Even now that she's dead, Namjoon could still see colors. Granted that it kind of faded, it's still the best thing Namjoon was proud to experience.

The rule of the world was simple. As long as your soulmate was in love with you, the colors would always be visible in your very eyes. It would only become less bright if your soulmate died. However, the case of a one-sided love was different. People wouldn't be able to see colors if their soulmates didn't give them their hearts.

Some said that there were cases wherein people went blind when their soulmates started to hate them. Namjoon and Jungkook didn't know if it was true or just a myth. After all, they hadn't encountered people who apparently 'went' blind because of the mentioned reason."I'm telling you, hyung. She'll come to see me soon."

Jungkook was right. Two weeks after their fight, Red showed up. Unfortunately, it's not to beg her ex to come back. She only returned a box full of his stuff, a clear sign that she's officially kicking him out of their shared apartment.

"How can she do this to me? It's my house too!" Said Jungkook nine days after Red's appearance in front of Namjoon's apartment, it finally dawned to him that his ex was no longer a part of his life.

It's really over.

Jungkook realized this while staring dumbly at his ruined sketchpads. Ji-eun accidentally spilled a glass of water on her uncle's drawing.

The mixture of pain, anger, and frustration caused Jungkook to scream. He couldn't possibly be mad at a three-year-old kid; that's why he just directed his negative emotions to the fact that Red practically kicked him out of their home—his home.

He was aware that Red's name was written in the lease contract, but Jungkook paid this year's rental fee. He's broke at the moment. This being the case, Jungkook swallowed his pride to come to live with his brother-in-law. The thing was, it's getting hard for him to stay there. Namjoon had only one room, so Jungkook slept on the couch—wait, this wasn't about right. Jungkook didn't even get to sleep. Ji-eun's cries wouldn't allow him to do so. Aside from this, the little kid had also ruined her uncle's drawings countless times now.

"Seriously, Kook. You need to move out of your brother-in-law's house." Taehyung pouted his lips.

Jungkook couldn't decide if he could take his friend's advice seriously, at least not when Taehyung's tongue was basically down Jimin's throat.

"I can't afford to lease a new place." Jungkook scrunched his nose, eyes still focused on the disgusting public display of affection in front of him. "I only have forty dollars in my bank account."

"Oh, you poor thing." Jimin slightly pushed his boyfriend's chest to dodge his kisses and to be able to look at Jungkook.

Jungkook snorted. He didn't want to be babied, especially not by Park Jimin, who he met just a few months back.

Park Jimin was Taehyung's real soulmate. It was still weird seeing them together. All his life, Jungkook believed that Taehyung, his childhood best friend, was a straight man. Taehyung dated a lot of women before; he also seemed to enjoy being with them.

This was one of the reasons why Jungkook hated the idea of a soulmate. It was a complete bull. It was unfair to let fate decide who you'll end up with. Jungkook witnessed Taehyung's struggle after meeting Jimin. He was happy that he could finally see colors and that it didn't take him long to like Jimin, but Taehyung was so confused.

Like Jungkook, Taehyung also thought he was straight, but then his world suddenly turned upside down. Before he knew it, Taehyung was crying. He was too overwhelmed with what was happening, and Jungkook hated it. The latter didn't care about genders; he supported those who didn't identify themselves as heterosexual. Jungkook hated that people had to limit what they thought their gender was just because of the concept of soulmate. Again, it was not fair.

"But I can help you..." Jimin added as he took a bite of his frozen yogurt. They were currently inside of an ice cream shop. Jungkook had to get out of Namjoon's home since it was getting hard to look at his ruined works. He called his best friend to help him destress. Jungkook just had to let his frustrations out. Luckily, Taehyung and Jimin were more than happy to treat their younger friend some frozen yogurts. Jungkook ordered three of the said dessert.

"No, Jimin." Taehyung said as if he'd read his boyfriend's mind. "Jungkookie isn't going to suck your dick for money."

"Aw." Jimin's lips protruded into a sulky pout, making Jungkook roll his eyes. Sometimes he couldn't believe the couple's relationship. Jungkook knew that Jimin was only joking, but Jungkook thought he couldn't let the love of his life think about someone else's body. He was pretty possessive.

"We can call Yoongi-hyung, though. I think he's in the mood for some dicks—"

"Guys!" Jungkook groaned, cutting them off. His eyes were widening too. "Can we stop talking about dicks for five seconds? I have a serious problem here."

"Oh, right!" Jimin's eyes lit up. He also cleared his throat—an action that made Jungkook sigh in relief; at least he's getting serious now. "You need to find a roommate, Kook. Lucky for you, I have a friend who's looking for a housemate. I think she could cut you off some slack."

The younger boy's scoff was almost instant. "Cut me off some slack?" He narrowed his eyes at Jimin. "I don't want to owe anything to anyone. You know that."

Jimin shrugged his shoulders, taking another bite of his frozen yogurt. "It's not like that. You'll actually be the one doing her a favor. She's in dire need of a roommate, Kook. She wouldn't mind if you couldn't pay rent right now, as long as you're willing to keep the house clean and look after her cat. You can do that, right?"

Of course, Jungkook could. He was an artist; he spent most of his time inside his home, silently drawing whatever came into his mind.

"Huh." Jungkook was still skeptical. "Can't she just hire a maid?"

"Wish it was that easy. She's a mess. Not even her maids can tolerate her shit. Besides, her cat is a total bitch. She scratches anyone that's not her owner."

"I'm not sure..." Jungkook scowled. He wasn't sure if he could live with a stranger. Jungkook was a shy boy; it actually took him a long time to even say 'hello' to Jimin.

"Just think about it, Jungkook..." Jimin smiled warmly at the younger boy. "I swear she's a decent person. Yes, she's messy, but aside from that, she's fine. She doesn't pry on anyone's life; she's quiet, just like you, and oh! She likes banana milk too! I swear, Kook. You'll like her!"

For some reason, Jungkook's heart skipped a beat. He knew Jimin was kind, he's the type of person who always talked about the good qualities of a certain someone, but this was the first time he spoke about someone with such passion.

Jimin continued to talk about you, his lovely best friend. If you could hear him right now, you were sure you'd end up crying. Jimin was indeed the best friend you could ask. He's fiercely loyal.

"It's true, Kook. You'll love her." Taehyung talked about you with the same intensity. He had met you, and he instantly fell in love with you. You were smart and witty.

The couple continued sharing things they loved about you. Jungkook swore he's not easy to convince. The only acceptable reason why he's standing in front of your apartment was that Taehyung and his boyfriend knew the magic of words. They had done an excellent job convincing him.

Jungkook let out an exasperated breath when you still didn't answer the door after his ninth attempt to knock. Truthfully, he was getting pissed off.

Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all.

Just as when he was about to leave, the door suddenly opened with so much force. Jungkook was startled.

"I'm sorry, I was in the shower. I swear I heard you the first time you knocked, but I was panicking, so I slipped down the floor, and I..." You ran your hand through your wet hair, eyes widening when you saw your fingers covered in soap suds.

"Oh, my God!" You were panicking again. This time, you finally looked at Jungkook to see his reaction.

You were rambling about how this whole situation was so embarrassing, but Jungkook wasn't listening anymore. How could he focus on anything when his heart was beating this fast? Jungkook was pissed before he met your eyes, right now; the irritation he felt was rapidly boiling down to panic when he realized what was happening.

Colors.

Jungkook was used to seeing black and white, so imagine his confusion when the colors suddenly became visible in his eyes.

Nothing made sense to him, but one thing's for sure.

Jungkook had found his soulmate.

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