im watching episode 'light' and by this time i actually think they had a chance to be a great show if they kept everything like that and evolved from that point and not turn into who has the biggest dick on the ship contest
i like how despite the fact they all have different goals they still work together, i like how rush just accepts whatever eli came up with, cos 'math boy', he does have some doubts but maybe cos they don't have time to check it all or because he just believes in eli, rush just smiles and sends it to scott, and it's great
and rush and young? they do argue and fight and yet work together, agree in some things and ask each other for the trust and young just says rush was right, he should have listened to him, and rush asks young to trust him and he does and they get the shuttle back. like... where did it all go? why did they turn it into that mess of a fight for power instead of these different people trying to survive and working together despite being all different and hardly qualified for the work, like by the end of s2? okay, i don't remember everything cos 10 years passed since i watched it, but im in, i think i should have watched s2 before s1 back then to enjoy it more lmao
and also i forgot tHIS happened
helloo????
like, you see this man who irritates the fuck out of you 24\7, the walking disaster whose every word sounds as spitting venom, and yet, you go and ruffle his hair? i still have a hard time believing it happened? it's not from a fanfiction??? it was iN THE SHOW? my god thank you how did i forget about it
im like rush right on those screencaps wtf just happened here
we could have had these instead of everything else and we did not get it whyyyyyy
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ft. harry j. potter, ron weasley, draco malfoy, tom m. riddle, cedric diggory, regulus a. black + bonus: sirius black
warnings. might be ooc but who knows? slight suggestive, house neutral, use of 'gorgeous' but it can go for any gender. established relationship, quite long, oblivious reader (we love it), flirting, insecurities (boys)
a/n. so obsessed with them... song was inspired by jealous girl by lana del ray. oh and also an edit of draco LMAO // experimenting with the format, thank you to my sister for dragging me back into my hp phase.
spotify playlist ; ð£ððð¥ðšð®ð¬ ð£ððð¥ðšð®ð¬, ððšð²
ððŒð, ððŒð ð±ðŒð»'ð ðð®ð»ð»ð® ðºð²ðð ðð¶ððµ ðºð², ðºð²ðð ðð¶ððµ ðºð²...
harry j. potter
ðŒðµ ðµð²'ð ðð²ð¿ð ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð.
he probably saw someone standing beside you for a bit too long, way too long for his liking anyways.
or maybe how his hand was around your waist but he wasn't touching you, it was just lingering in the air.
maybe some random person hitting on you which, harry isn't surprised about since you are quite literally gorgeous. both in and out.
but what he IS surprised about is how this boy has the audacity to flirt with you!!!
harry side eyes them so hard. not you of course, you never do anything wrong <3
he was sitting with his friends, ron and hermione, you were meant to be sitting with him but your friends were begging for you to stay and he didn't mind, really, so you were off but within a few minutes a boy from ravenclaw decided that this was the perfect time to flirt with you.
at first he didn't understand what was happening, but when he saw him placing his ugly and dirty hands on your thigh while laughing way too hard at, what he assumed was, your joke, and saw how he looked at you, something clicked in his head.
harrys' first instinct was to rush towards you and that boy, push him out of the way and grab ahold of your arm and bringing you some place else. anywhere but there.
he trusted his instinct and did so. hermione attempted to grab his arm to sit him back down but failed. ron cheered his bestfriend on but stopped when hermione shot him a look.
harry rushed there, like speed walked over there. your friend group, you and the boy all whipped towards a very obvious angry harry.
you smiled brightly when you saw your boyfriend but it faltered when you noticed how.. tense and mad he looked.
he pushed the ravenclaw boys' arm away to which he recoiled and gawped at him.
"what do you think you're doing, potter?" he sounded very offended and honestly, harry could care less.
harry didn't respond straight away, rather, looking between him and you. but every time he stared at you and saw how worried you looked he eased a bit. just a bit.
"you. stay away from them." harry stated bitterly before wrapping his arm around your waist and ushering you someplace else with you waving goodbye to your friends with a sheepish smile.
ðµð²'ð ðð²ð¿ð ðœðŒððð. ððŒ. ðð²ð¿ð. ðœðŒððð.
he's gripping onto your arm tightly and you wince, he notices this and stops immediately.
but still drags you somewhere else and you notice how he's pouting and he looks so adorable :(((
you have to stop yourself from smiling from his cuteness <3
when he finally stops dragging you and stops at a somewhat secluded place you question what was wrong and he sighs.
he explains how that " stupid and ugly git" was straight out flirting with you and you're appalled!!
and he's pouty and all when he's explaining to you about his behaviour, holding your hands as he spoke which was quite adorable.
you reassure him that you love him (and will always) and you'd stay far away from that 'nasty boy'
ðµð² ðð¶ð¹ð¹ ð¯ð² ð¯ð¶ððð²ð¿ ð®ð»ð± ðµð¶ð ðµð®ðð¿ð²ð± ððŒðð®ð¿ð±ð ðµð¶ðº ðð¶ð¹ð¹ ð³ï¿œï¿œï¿œð¿ð²ðð²ð¿ ððð®ð ððµð² ðð®ðºð².
harry plays little.. games on him using his invisibility cloak. when you around of course! he loves it when you smile and giggle from seeing the ravenclaw boy get doused with a green slimly substance that reeks of dung.
he pulls on his cloak, places many devices on his cloak or his clothing that makes him smell.
throughout the whole year, the ENTIRE years of staying at hogwarts he will hold a grudge against him. no buts and ifs.
he does not appreciate it when someone flirts with somebody who they know is taken. know is the keyword.
ðµð² ðð¿ðððð ððŒð, ð¯ðð ðµð¶ð ð¶ð»ðð²ð°ðð¿ð¶ðð¶ð²ð ðŽð²ð ððµð² ð¯ð²ððð²ð¿ ðŒð³ ðµð¶ðº.
harry is used to getting attention, he has gotten publicity ever since the word of him surviving the dark lord spread like wildfire.
but he still has insecurities, like everybody. sometimes he feel that he is a burden to you, all the hate and constant questioning and invasion of privacy you're getting all because of him.
when he sees him flirting with you he can't help but feel his heart burn and ache in pain. maybe you're better off without him.
but all his worries and negative thoughts fade away as soon as your hand gently and tenderly cups his cheek, as soon as you reassure and tell him that you only love himâhis worries? gone. his doubts? where?
ðµð²'ð ðŽð¹ðð²ð± ððŒ ððŒðð¿ ðð¶ð±ð².
before you were dating he was by your side or near you, giving you/everybody excuses for why he was so close to you all the time
and now that you're dating? yep, no personal space! unless you need it of course.
but ever since you have been hit on he is watching you AND him like a hawk, ready to pounce and swoop right in when he's in your vicinity.
and you understand him, so he's more than happy when you allow him to keep an eye out for you (he always did but oh shush)
ðµð²'ð ð® ððµðŒð ðŒð³ð³
harry always tried to show off his skills, ever since he laid eyes on you. and this didn't change at all when you two got together and it didn't change when that boy flirted with you
it instead, fueled his need to show off, only for you though
whether it be doing flips and tricks on his firebolt, letting you go on it while he rode it, letting you see new spells he learnt from his teachers (pretend you aren't surprised) and so on.
he shows you all the secret passage ways to go into hogsmeade and sneaks you in with the both of you two under his invisibility cloak.
he just wants to let you know that he loves you so much more than that git.
ðµð²'ð ðððð¯ð¯ðŒð¿ð».
harry wont outright say that he's jealous but wont deny.
he thinks that it's silly. really? him? the boy who lived, the boy who faced the dark lord, voldemort, was jealous all because of his insecurities being triggered by some boy? no. way.
he will try to hide his red and annoyed face when you both lock eyes, making excuse that he was simply hot when it was literally snowing.
he acts like it's nothing, he hides his feelings from you, he really doesn't want to but sometimes people just don't know what to do with their feelings
it may lead to him breaking down in front of you. pull him into a hug, let him rest his head on your chest as you soothe his hair and reassure him.
ðªðµð? 'ðð®ððð² ð'ðº ð® ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð, ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð, ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð ð¯ðŒð
ron weasley
honestly! have you seen him in gof (goblet of fire)? this guy gets ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð.
he clenches his jaw when he sees some random guy from slytherin come up to you as you're studying with your friends and just.. stand there, next to you
he hasn't done anything yet but ron knows better. harry notices how tense and agitated his bestfriend is and follows his eyes and that's when he saw a guy from slytherin talking to you, staring down at you in awe .
oh, oh. harry knows what's up now. he nudges hermione who was writing down notes from their previous lesson. she looks annoyed at first but after looking at ron before looking at you, she understands what's happening and smirks.
"ron, don't you think you should grab y/n now? you wouldn't want him to snatch them up do you, now?"
he only grunts in response and grumbles angrily before (after harry cheered him on with a grin) standing up and stomping towards you, well, more like the boy really.
"oooh, well look who it is! a weasley! what? are you here to.." his voice trails off as he makes eye contact with you. you're giving him a stern, mother look.
he bites back his words and glares at ron. "why- i can't talk about him now?" "shut it, go away, i want to be with my boyfriend now."
you can hear him mumbling something along the lines of "i can't believe this!" and "dating a weasley? they're mad!"
while the boy is walking away you could see ron smiling proudly. "yeah that's right, im her boyfriend, skedaddle you git"
ðµð² ðŽð²ðð ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð ðŒð³ðð²ð», ð¯ðð ððµð² ð³ð²ð²ð¹ð¶ð»ðŽ ðŽðŒð²ð ð®ðð®ð ð¶ð» ð® ðð»ð®ðœ.
ron gets jealous very easily, and often.
all the constant teasing whenever he's around you, all the snickers he gets when he walks by with your arms looped with you as you two stroll through hogsmeade, make his head swarm with insecurities.
but naturally, it goes away when you state that you already have a boyfriend and point at him or when you straight out say that you're proud that he's your boyfriend, poor or not.
it makes him proud. he pulled someone like you, so good looking, kind and not afraid to let everybody know that you two are together.
his doubts? gone.
his heart thumps against his chest when he hears your words and it instantly reassures him, a proud smile spreads across his face as he pulls you into a hug, not caring about the stares that your friends are giving him.
ð¯ðð ð²ðð²ð» ððµðŒððŽðµ ðµð¶ð ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒððð ð³ð®ð¹ðð²ð¿ð, ðµð¶ð ð¶ð»ðð²ð°ðð¿ð¶ðð¶ð²ð ððð¶ð¹ð¹ ð¹ð¶ð»ðŽð²ð¿.
ever since getting together he has felt insecure, his status and looks.
sometimes he doubts himself, how could someone like you, ever like someone like him? poor, either average or not-so-good grades and... poor..
when he sees you talking to someone that is richer than him, much more handsome and whatnot his heart cant help but pang in pain.
you're much better off without him.
he beats himself too much honestly :((
so when your eyes lock with his and when he sees how you break into a big smile, when he sees you running towards him and jump into his arms, everything seems to fade away like it was never there to begin with.
just like harry, ðµð²'ð ðððð¯ð¯ðŒð¿ð».
ron will never admit that he's jealous. unless he gets really irritated from the constant flirting and his insecurities, then he may lash out and confess his jealousy/feelings.
he'd change topics whenever you bring it up.
"hey ron?" "yes.... love?" you can hear the worry in his voice but carry on, "do you like ever get jealous? because i feel like that one time-" "aaaaah yes, look! the owls are here!" he looks up and points at nothing.
"ron, baby, there's nothing. i think you ought to get some glasses like harry, right harry?" you quirk your brows and eye harry who lifts one finger up as he chews faster before replying, "oh yeah, definenetly."
draco malfoy
mmm yes, ðµð®ðð¿ð²ð±.
the second he laid eyes on both you and the guy sitting next to you he's already plotting a plan to murder the boy.
maybe not murder but who's gonna stop him?
the worst bit was that he KNEW who it was!! it was his friend!! betrayal is what it is.
bombASTIC side eye. like he's side eyeing him so hard.
if looks could kill they'd be on the floor already ;(
draco was fine with him honestly, he was in his house and they all hated the same people.
but as SOON as he sees him sitting extremeeeeely close to you, the liking of him goes away, literally any positive feeling that he had about him is gone
not only that but he'll ððµð¿ð²ð®ðð²ð» ððµð²ðº ðŒð¿ ðºð®ðð¯ð² ð²ðð²ð» ðµð²ð
ððµð²ðº, yes, you heard me correctly, or, saw..
he goes into the library to flip through all the dark art/magic books and everybody is looking at him because he NEVER comes into the library, unless you're there of course or when you're dragging him there to study and whatnot.
goes to professor snape as well.
"professor.. may i ask, what are one of the hexes you can bewitch on someone? .... the horrible ones, just for research sir"
honestly snape does not care and tells him, if only he knew...
and so while you're by his side just rambling about your next class he secretly pulls out his wand which is covered by his cloak, and points it to the victim and proceeds to hex him
the stinging hex
yeah.... now the 'poor boy' is literally howling in pain.
sigh, ððµð¿ð²ð®ðð..
"my father will be hearing about you!" or, "come close to y/n again and you will be met with something an eye has never seen before!"
draco, im pretty sure that your father is sick of you complaining to him about some 'brute'
and if he's nice enough, he won't hex them, he'll just warn them that he will hex them within a few weeks <333 lovely, isn't it?
ððŒ ððŒ ð°ð¹ð¶ð»ðŽð it's kind of scary, for everybody anyways.
he's not thaaaat clingy but when he's jealous? yeah... a WHOLE different person.
head on your shoulder, his arm wrapped around your shoulder, his hand pressed against your back as you two walk in the hallways, so so touchy.
ððŒ ðœð²ððð, he tries his HARDEST to ignore you but every time he forces himself to turn the other way when he sees you waving at him with your bright and stupid smile, his heart aches.
he hates it, he doesn't want to ignore you but he's so petty.
but don't worry! it wont last forever as he gives in with your pretty face.
"ugh, you and that stupid face of yours... and no i am not calling you ugly."
ðð³ ð ð°ð®ð»'ð ðµð®ðð² ððŒð ð¯ð®ð¯ð, ð¶ð³ ð ð°ð®ð»'ð ðµð®ðð² ððŒð ð¯ð®ð¯ð
tom m. riddle
ooouu he's fighting the urge to just crucio this person right now, he's a ðð°ð®ð¿ð ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð ðððœð² ðŒð³ ðœð²ð¿ððŒð», not to you of course, you're his cute little ball of sunshine!
unless you're not.. but! you're still so cute and bubbly (even if you aren't but shush, you are to him!!)
but alas, he can not. he would expelled if he did or worse, go to azkaban.. and of course he doesn't want to leave his cute lil lover
but it wouldn't hurt to do it secretly right...?
ðµð²'ð ððð±ð±ð²ð»ð¹ð ððµð² #ð ðºðŒðð ð®ð³ð³ð²ð°ðð¶ðŒð»ð®ðð² ðœð²ð¿ððŒð» ð¶ð» ððµð² ð²ð»ðð¶ð¿ð² ðð°ðµðŒðŒð¹. like WAY more hugs and pda than usual
and people (thankfully) get the hint and strays away from you.
tom always has his arm around your waist and you're practically hip to hip every day, walking through the halls, going outside, going to hogsmeade and etc.
he's keep his hand on your shoulder to make sure that everybody knows that you're his. also because he likes it there :)
hands intertwined forever!! loves the feeling of your palm against his, loves to tell the difference between your hands to his, if yours is softer, smoother, calloused, etc.
while you two are walking through the hall (hip to hip) and he *can just* sense that there's a person right behind you who has their eye on you, he slowly turns his head around but not enough for you to notice and just side eyes them like damn
ðµð² ð¿ð®ð¿ð²ð¹ð ðŽð²ðð ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð, ð®ð»ð± ðµð²'ð ð»ðŒð ð¶ð»ðð²ð°ðð¿ð² ð®ð ðð²ð¹ð¹! he has quite an ego but not an abnormally large one. he knows he's not ugly and never doubts himself.
(and he makes sure that you aren't doubting yourself!!)
so he never gets reaaally jealous or doubts himself when he sees someone eyeing you suspiciously.
he can control his temper but sometimes he lets some actions slip. for example: clenching his jaws and eyeing the soon-to-be-hexed-victim and not taking his eyes off of them.
and when his temper goes off the radar? now you've gone done it.
good luck, you'll need it.
ððŒðº ð¶ð ðœðŒððð²ððð¶ðð² ððµð²ð» ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð.
but not a toxic type of possessive although many people would believe him to be, but he's not!!
he would never dream of hurting you mentally or physically. he'd try to.. lets say 'mark' you.
giving you his jumper/jacket even when it's not cold, secretly giving you a few spritz of his signature fragrance on your cloak when you're not looking or distracted, giving you a few of his jewelry that he loves dearly.
just wants everybody to know that you're his :)
if you're in a different house than his he will make sure to ðŽð¶ðð² ð® ð¹ð²ð°ððð¿ð² on how they should not touch you inappropriately, talk to you nicely or else, NEVER help you for assessments UNLESS you ask them, he wants to help you himself!!
tom is one clingy baby
cedric diggory
oh our precious boy :(
ðµð² ððð¥ððð¬ ðŽð²ðð ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð!! he trusts you to the MAX, he knows that you will never leave him for some git guy who you barely know
cedric is pretty popular in hogwarts so that mean that everybody knows that you're his lover (unless you or he wants to keep it a secret but why would he?? he would be proud to have someone like you!)
but when cedric does get jealous... it's not so bad actually!!! he's never that jealous. well not jealous to the point where he despises them for his whole life and give them death glares, good god, never.
but when he sees a guy that he doesn't really like talking to you and leans too close to you, it pulls on his heartstrings and he hates it.
inside he's thinking "now why would you do that?! you have the AUDACITY to talk to my one and only!!!"
walks over to you two and smiles innocently and asks if you want him to walk you class as the next lesson is starting soon, you nod cuz?!?! how could you say no to your pretty boyfriend?!? and so you get up and leave the poor guy sitting beside you and hold onto cedric's arm and you two are off to class <3
ðŽð²ðð ð® ð¹ð¶ððð¹ð² ðœð¿ðŒðð²ð°ðð¶ðð² ðŒð³ ððŒð, i mean he can be protective when he needs to but he knows you can handle your problems by yourself. you're strong after all.
but after seeing you hang out with that guy he makes sure to subtly let them know that you're already taken (shouldn't he already know??)
swapping scarves, making sure to be by your side all the time, his hand on your waist, giving you his fragrance so that you could use it all the time (and then the guy sniffs the air and he's like "why do you smell like cedric?")
ð°ð²ð±ð¿ð¶ð° ðºð®ðžð²ð ð¶ð ðð²ð¿ð ðŒð¯ðð¶ðŒðð ððµð®ð ððŒð ðððŒ ð®ð¿ð² ð§ð¢ððð§ððð¥ ð§ð¢ððð§ððð¥ but somehow the boy just doesn't get it!!
when he asks you for help in potions class cedric butts in and offers to help him instead of you, and you don't miss the pout on his face as he turns away.
he tries to show off his skills in quidditch to which you only smile at before cedric shows up and proceeds to just make the guy look like he was a joke.
and everybody including cedric and you notices how red and angry he looks like.. calm down
ðµð²'ð ððµð² ðððœð² ððŒ ðð®ð¹ðž ððŒ ððŒð ð®ð¯ðŒðð ð¶ð, ðµð¶ð ð³ð²ð²ð¹ð¶ð»ðŽð, ðµð¶ð ððµðŒððŽðµðð ð®ð»ð± ððŒ ðŒð». for the other boys it may take them forever to talk to you about it, but cedric? only takes about a day or so, depending on how much the boy is bothering you.
when you're away from the pestering boy and your friends he pulls you aside and talks to you about what he thinks about the guy and how he's feeling.
you understand his words and nod along, agreeing with what he said. "i'll keep your words in mind, if it makes you more comfortable i could maybe talk to him about it? maybe ignore him?"
cedric is more than happy when you do ignore him/talk to him about it.
and at the end of the day and from that very day he walks by you and cedric with a scowl and a red face.
ðð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð, ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð, ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð ð¯ðŒð
regulus a. black
ð±ð²ð®ððµ ðŽð¹ð®ð¿ð²ð ððµð²ð¿ð², ððµð²ð¿ð² ð®ð»ð± ððµð²ð¿ð². regulus always had to give everybody death stares, even if it wasn't intentional. but to you? his gaze softens, his face seems to rest, his body relaxes and his heart starts to beat fast.
so there is, without a doubt that he will give everybody death stares and dirties except you.
and it didn't change when you two got into a relationship.. like at all... so when he sees somebody stare at you for too long (over 8 seconds) he walks over to you, passing the person and giving the most death glariest of them all.
and of course they turn their head around and pretend to focus on their work.
"mm oh yes.. this and that..." and then they stop muttering once they feel that regulus is away but when they turn to look at you once more they see regulus sitting right beside you, and even though his head is turned to face you, with a soft smile on his face, they can see that regulus is glaring at them at the same time.
scary.
ðœð¿ðŒðð²ð°ðð¶ðð² ððŒ ððµð² ð ðð«, the bar is FILLED.
before you two started to date he would always be within you vicinity, some may say that it was creepy or stalker behaviour but he really just didn't want you to be bullied by his fellow slytherin so called "friends"
and the first time he saw them bully you he immediately decided, right there and then, to ignore them for the rest of his life, never help them with their homework or even interact with them. not when they hurt and outright said many hurtful things to your face.
he would be sitting beside a large tree, pretending to do his work in his book while watching you like a hawk
and when regulus sees his ex-friends or somebody/a group of people walking up to you that he deems suspicious he's quick to mutter a jinx and watch the scene unfold
many people that were around that area burst out laughing from seeing someone with jelly-like legs, and best of all, you were laughing as well!!
so you can best believe that regulus will always be there for you, jinxing whoever dares to mess with you and making sure no teachers can do a counter-curse.
ð® ð¹ð¶ððð¹ð² ð¯ð¶ð ðœð²ððð. just a little bit...
but he won't ignore you on purpose forever you know, he's not that mean and petty. but when he's feeling VERY jealous then he may just give you the cold shoulder, for 10 seconds aprox, or less.
ð®ðµ ðð²ð, ððµð¿ð²ð®ðð. "i will jinx you. don't make me." "come near y/n ever again and my wand might just be in my hand and i may just accidentally flick my wand, that is coincidentally pointed at you, and 'accidentally' jinx you! or worse, hex."
he even uses his house as a threat.
"as you know.. my house is slytherin, and if you didn't know, most slytherins as the people say, are death eaters. so watch yourself now. come close to y/n and don't be surprised if the dark lord appears in your room."
ð¿ð²ðŽðð¹ðð ð¯ð²ð°ðŒðºð²ð ðºðð°ðµ ðºðŒð¿ð² ð®ð³ð³ð²ð°ðð¶ðŒð»ð®ðð², ðºðŒð¿ð² ððµð®ð» ðððð®ð¹ ð®ð»ððð®ðð.
he's not the type to overload you with hugs and pda, unless you like it, but when he knows and SEES that somebody is trying to flirt with you he is a whole different person.
one day you woke up, got ready, said good morning to your friends and went out of your common room where you saw your boyfriend standing right in front of you
"oh my word", "good morning, love. lets go eat now hm?" he slips his arm around your waist and keeps you close.
he's more affectionate than usual and you are not complaining.
bonus: sirius black
first of all, how dare you. you dare try to flirt with MY lover??? A for effort i guess.
ðµðŒð»ð²ððð¹ð ð¶ð'ð ððµð² ðŒððµð²ð¿ ðð®ð ð®ð¿ðŒðð»ð±. ð§ððð¬'ð¥ð ððµð² ðŒð»ð² ðŽð²ððð¶ð»ðŽ ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð ð¶ð»ððð²ð®ð± ðŒð³ ðð¶ð¿ð¶ðð.
image this, you and sirius are sitting beside each other, hands intertwined s he kisses your forehead while on the other side sits a very lonely, miserable and jealous person who attempted to flirt with you. your side is all sunshine and rainbows while theirs are... quite the opposite.
:))) they love their life
the reason why they flirted with you was to try to maybe swoon you but of course failed as you had a boyfriend whom you love very much.
their face is all red and hot when they spot you and sirius being all cute, snogging each other with smiles on your faces, fists clenching by their side before storming offâpushing people away who stood in front of them.
just like the others ðµð²'ð ðœð¿ðŒðð²ð°ðð¶ðð². a silly protective type of guy? he won't try to be intimidating or scary, okay maybe he transformed into his dog form and scared them but that was only one time!
but maybe a jinx there and there will help them get the idea. or maybe his arm around your waist will do.
ðµð²'ð ð»ðŒð ððµð®ð ð·ð²ð®ð¹ðŒðð ðð»ð¹ð²ðð ðµð² ð³ð²ð²ð¹ð ððµð®ð ððµð²ð'ð¿ð² ð® ððµð¿ð²ð®ð ððŒ ððµð² ð¿ð²ð¹ð®ðð¶ðŒð»ðᅵᅵð¶ðœ.
sirius is never serious (heh heh did you get it?) unless somebody crosses the line or if he feels that they are a threat to you or the relationship.
his jealousy levels are at a 3/10 but once he you know, sense that they have ill intentions the levels SPIKE. so like.. 13/10.
when you two are walking through the crowded hallway and he spots the person walking towards your area sirius is quick to change sides and leads you away from them <3
ð¯ð¶ð ðŒð³ ð® ðð²ð®ðð², ð²ðµ? not to you though, to the person.
"why, aren't you a lonely thing? do me, no... us, a favor and leave will you? you're sort of ruining our moment here."
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For some reason Katsuki isnât the most confident in the way he looks. Not that he thinks heâs unattractive, but he sees his body as more of a tool to accomplish his goals than anything.
So when he starts dating you, you can imagine his hesitation when youâre constantly telling him how hot you think he is.
Heâs in the kitchen making breakfast half naked when you walk by and smack his ass. âDamn ma, you got a girlfriend?â
âWhat the hell are you talking about, and keep your grabby hands to your fucking self!â He said it like he was pissed but there was a blush spreading across his face.
You guys are in missionary and his face is so focused and lust filled.
âKats, you l-look so sexy right now. Iâm gonna cum just looking at you.â
His hips stutter and the blush this time spreads all the way down to his chest. And then you do, you cum for him and heâs mesmerized. Buries his face in your neck âoh fuuuuccckkkkâŠâ he cums with you.
He just got back home from work and heâs all sweaty and covered in dirt. You rush him as soon as the front door closes. He stretches his arms out to catch and hold you at a distance.
âIâm fucking gross right now. Let me go shower and then you can hug me all ya want.
âWould you call me crazy if I told you you look edible right now Kit Kat??â You say looking at him like heâs a full course meal. âMaybe I can help you take that showerâ
The next thing you know youâre thrown over his shoulder and heâs smacking your ass.
âYea I would call you crazy but I knew that when I started dating your ass.â He carries you to the bathroom and strips you and himself.
You and Katsuki are out with your friends and a really hot guy walks by.
âWow, y/N look. Isnât he gorgeous??â, Mina asked you.
âYea heâs ok, but everybody kinda dulls in comparison when youâre dating âsex on a stickâ himself, ya know?â
Everyone in the group starts laughing except Katsuki whoâs looking at you with the face the color of a ripe tomato.
âWhat the hell is your problem, sayin embarrassing shit like that out loud?! Hey! Shut the hell up all of you!â
Lmao he acts like he hates it, but if you ever stopped he doesnât know what the hell he would do. He couldnât give af what anyone else thinks, as long as you thought he was good looking, he believed it 100%
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haikyuu airport headcanons bc im in an airport. no particular order. shipping involved.
- Daichi has never missed a flight and somehow everyone manages to make fun of him for this. never forgets to pack anything. always finds his gate on time. "lmao loser," Suga says, missing 2 bags and lost as fuck across the airport. he will not make his flight.
- Hinata and Kageyama navigating an airport is nearly a crisis. They can never agree on the right way to go and especially during layovers will often end up outside of security. The first time they travel with Tsukki + Yama as a group it's like a goddamn miracle because they dont need to rush and everything goes smoothly.
- on that topic, Tsukki and Yamaguchi have travel down to a science. these bitches have checklists and schedules and just get in and out. Tsukki keeps the boarding passes and Yamaguchi counts the bags and they split snacks on the plane and just nail the whole affair
- Noya and Asahi are the most experienced travelers and have been to so many airports and you'd think this makes them good at airports and it does not
- Ushijima has never gotten through security without being searched.
- Oikawa likes airports an unreasonable amount. Bitch thrives in liminal spaces. "Lets go check out which stores are open," he says, as Iwaizumi begs him to let him sit down and nap during their layover
- Kenma has airport anxiety. "We're going to miss our flight. What if our gate changes?" What if there's a delay?" He does not like putting his schedule into the hands of an Airline. Rightfully so, he loses his luggage an obscene amount.
- Kageyama and Hinata fighting and causing a ruckus in the airport and security has to come over to talk to them
- Tendou and Ushijima are generally really prepared and on top of things, but they just seem to have the worst luck. They got stranded at an airport during a layover for like 14 hours and went through every stage of grief. It doesnt help that Ushijima is really practical and good at accepting circumstances ("I'll just sit here and wait") but Tendou is highly emotional ("I'm going to eat the next airline associate that tries to talk to me.")
- Daichi is often seen standing alone in airports. This is because no matter who he's traveling with, he's probably waiting for them to catch up.
- Aran thought he was a good and functional adult until he saw Kita's itinerary for their travel plans and how neurotic he was about making sure everything on time. Kita will pre-measure and weigh all luggage to know exactly whats going on. Looking at airport layouts days before to memorize what needs to be done.
- Atsumu and Osamu have never made a flight on time. The best they can hope for is sprinting across the airport at full-tilt. This is a common occurance.
- Oikawa makes friends wherever he goes so he doesnt mind long layovers, he'll just sit and chat with whoever is around to pass the time, but one time he did leave with a group to check out a store without saying anything and Iwaizumi was lost for 30 minutes
- Asahi has so much anxiety with airports. Too many people. Too many deadlines. Bad vibes. One time a guy in an airport gave him incorrect directions to a gate and he missed his flight and he has never recovered.
- Kuroo "Yeah we have tons of time" Tetsurou is a menace to airport staff and has never budgeted enough time.
- Tsukki is a master at packing efficiently and this is exclusively due to wanting to avoid others complaining. He can pull basically anything out of his carry-on to prevent whining on a 5 hour flight. Yamaguchi uses him like a vending machine.
- Daichi once got mistaken for an airline worker and ended up with a whole group of people he was helping find their gates
- Bokuto loves traveling and flying. He finds it so fun and exciting. This is probably why Akaashi hates traveling and flying.
- Suga secretly likes layovers because he secretly hates planes and cannot stand sitting still for that long. He always pretends it such a hassle to have to wait but its the best part of the travel day when he gets to buy himself a muffin and bother Daichi for entertainment.
- Ushijima, Daichi, Kenma, and Asahi are all team "No PDA in an Airport!!!!!" whereas Tendou, Suga, Kuroo and Noya are all team "We have 2 hours to kill let me make out with you!!!!"
- Yamaguchi has sooooooo many reward points. Tsukishima doesnt even know what he's doing to get them, he's just a master of good deals and specials.
- Mile High Club Members: Iwaoi, Bokuaka, Ushiten, and Asanoya
- Wannabe Mile High Club Members who cannot convince their boyfriends it'll be okay: Suga
- Wannabe Mile High Club Members that will NOT admit they think about it: Yamaguchi, Hinata, Kageyama, Aran
... well im boarding soon so thanks for reading ig
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hc's when you five share the barracks together/just in general <3 (ooc, rushed my bad lmao, can be read platonically/romantically, reader is v close to them!!) kinda long oops ð© might do a part 2 idk
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there's a whole lot of testosterone and musk in the air when you're sharing living spaces with 4 men âŒïž
all four men compete with each other to get your attention, even if it's unknowingly
whole lotta pouting when you're spending time with more man than the other, you're a great companion ;) and the army is lonely. they all need equal love and attention
speaking of, if you're smelling like one of them the other will immediately bundle you in his arms to put his scent on you instead and to cancel out the other (alpha behaviour ðµâð«)
whole lotta flirting from each of them. they're all very intelligent soldiers, they know exactly what to say to get you going ð
all of them adore the height difference with you. you get teased about it relentlessly (out of love obvi)
i don't think they're particularly messy men but ghost and gaz are the most cleanest, they like having their things in order and knowing where everything is
price is next because he's slumped with being captain so you'll see a lot of his paperwork around with coffee mugs from pulling all nighters
soap is more organised mess. it might look messy to you but he knows exactly where everything is
you, soap and gaz definitely have rap battles late at night. it starts of quiet but you'll usually hear price shouting at you three from his bedroom to stfu. ghost threatens to pull a grenade if you don't be quiet
assuming you're naturally a good cook, they'd all be so appreciative :") especially on bad days, your cooking reminds each of them of home (or lack of)
face masks! gaz would 100% be down to do them with you, soap would follow next because if gaz is doing it then he too???
ghost would roll his eyes, continuing polishing his guns with a rag "you ain't putting that muck on my face"
price would just look at you, shaking his head "got too much to do, sweetness"
but you're quite the convincer and all four men are on the floor of your bedroom, gossiping about the last mission with their preferred colour of face mask across their faces
assuming you're the only woman, they get very protective when you're hurt. soldiers get hurt from time to time but its different when it's you
"you alright, bonnie?" soap's gentle voice comes through your room as he hands you a warm mug of your fave drink
gaz had you wrapped in a big fluffy blanket, gently stroking your back
"who was it?" ghost's voice is firm, wanting to know who dared injured the youngest member of their team
"already got a handle on 'em" price follows, looking at the computer. whatever enemy dared to raise their hands on wished they'd be six feet under after all four men are done with them
you're the one each man needs when they're having a particularly bad day which are usually far in few between but sometimes it happens
gaz and soap are the types to seek you out, their faces settled in a troubled frown before they place their arms around you. no questions just yet, they just want to feel skin to skin for now. keeping them grounded before they can explain what happened. they're not looking for a fixer, just someone who'll listen
ghost and price are the type to isolate themselves for a while until it's night and then you'll find them gently knocking on your bedroom door and slipping inside, between your covers. their grip is strong, burying their faces deep into your neck whilst trying to wrap his arms as much as he can. these two won't talk much either, just looking to be held and stroked to calm down
ghost and soap are the type to show affection through lingering touches while gaz and price show affections through their words.
but speaking of hugs, each of them have their own special way they like to embrace
ghost thinks he's being slick but you realise just how touchstarved he really is, he gives hugs with his arms around your shoulders bringing you in to his chest. mostly because he's tall and broad but he likes how he can manhandle you from this position and smelling your scent <3
soap's the type to tackle you in a playful hug, maybe a spin to get a laugh out of you before he gently strokes your skin for a few seconds, a gentle kiss to your temple <3
price likes to hug from behind, resting his chin on your head while he looks at what you're doing. depending on you, his big arms are either wrapped on your waist or your shoulders <3
gaz gives side hugs because he likes linking his arm around your hips and he likes how you fit snugly into his body. and this way he can lean his head against yours and can bring you in closer with his other arm <3
all four can immediately smell you before you come in because they adore whatever perfume/spray you have
each of them would absolutely melt into pieces if you joined them/kept them company in what they were doing
and if they catch you in a towel after having a shower, best believe they're quickly walking back around to where they came from to help alleviate the growing... tent in their pants
lowkey kinda pervy ð«£ (never in a harmful way)
each of them have their strong points and would 100% train you in becoming stronger
even if you're a well established soldier, they all worry for your safety
price would teach you sniper techniques, ghost teaches you combat, gaz teaches you how to sharpen your aim and soap teaches you about explosives and how to construct/dismantle each of them
they take the training very seriously with you
a ton of cursing when their fave team loses lmaoo
if you're avid tea drinker, join the gaz/ghost/price club. if you're not, join the hater club with soap <3
ghost/gaz/soap will playfully fight with you, careful not to use their full strength and not to harm you. but it's so cute to them when you're struggling a little under them.
but when price scolds them in doing so, "i'm just helping in case there's an attack!"
if you're arguing against one of them, another will come to your defence. unless you're arguing all four then it's the silent treatment from you ð€
all four of them melt when you call them by their real name instead of their callsign :")
ghost usually comes to you when his balaclava is broken and he'll keep you company as your fingers work their magic to the fabric, gently leaning against you as you speak to him
price will let you shape up his beard after you begging to do so and he grows to enjoy those tender moments
soap definitely calls for your help to shape up his mohawk, he trusts your hand to eye coordination above anyone elses
ghost will playfully ruffle your hair whenever you both pass each other
price gives you a gentle squeeze on the shoulder
gaz gives you a soft stroke on your arm or back whenever he's passing by
soap will gently tap his head against yours, not too hard to cause pain but just enough to know that he's there
but above all, the barracks you five share is definitely a safe space for each of them the second they come through the door <333
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I told you I was going to do it and here I am lmao. Any who reader and Toji are bumming on the couch watching a movie within the movie there is a spicy scene involving 69 that is mediocre. It gives reader an idea to make a bet with Toji to see who can last the longest. Toji isn't budging at first but when the reader mentions that they want to do in the same position within the movie (something they never did before) he gladly accepts the challenge. I'll leave the plot and ending up to you love. I know you will work your magic for him.
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ððšð§ððð§ðð¬: Toji x fem/afab! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - masturbation (m! receiving) - 69 position - oral (f! + m! receiving) - impact play (spanking + f! receiving) - overstimulation - clitoral play (licking and sucking) - pet names (baby, doll, mama, pretty thing) - mention of saliva/spit.
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âWowâŠ.this movie kinda sucks.â
âMhmâŠAye, yâre the one who wanted to watch this shit.âÂ
âWell, I mean, at least itâsâŠsemi-enjoyable.â
Toji and you were sitting on the couch, winding down in the living room after a nourishing dinner. One of the many things you liked to do with your man was to watch movies, figuring that would be a perfect thing to do during the downtime to chill and huddle with your man. What you didnât expect, however, was how underwhelming the movie seemed.Â
It was one of those rated R movies batted around within the year, figuring now would be an ideal time to get to it. Welp, it was entertaining enough for you two to continue watching. Now, being midway through, itâs getting a little frustrating to deal with.Â
âOh, okayâŠâ annnnnd now the film has transitioned to an abrupt sex sceneâŠ.how great. âI guess this is why itâs rated R.â
The sex scene you two were watching wasâŠaverage at best. Youâve seen way spicier scenes in your life â hell, literal cringey porn youâve watched with your friends was heavily more explicit than this. There was the rushed kissing, the frantic clothes coming off, no amount of foreplay whatsoever â just heading right into it, exaggerated cries coming from the woman as the guy frantically humps her nude frame.
You observe the scene through a neutral gaze as you lay against Tojiâs side, his arm stretched to your shoulder to keep you close. But then, your head tilts when something on the screen catches your attention.Â
The camera pans to the guyâs face, whoâs lying on the bed as the other straddles them, facing his lower half. For a few seconds, you can only see the guyâs face until the camera follows him going closer to the girlâs ass thatâs hovered before him. His tongue sticks out before he propels his mouth to her bottom, and her muffled moans can be heard off-screen with his grunts.Â
Loud, amateur sounds aside, the position sparked something for you to turn and ask the following to your boyfriend: âHey, Toji?â He hums, feeling the vibration of his voice from your hand on his chest. âHave you ever done that position?â
You can see his eyebrows trench down â not bewildered by your question, but pondering how he could answer truthfully. âMmmâŠI think so? Been a long while, though.â
You nod aimlessly with your eyes glued to the screen, hearing the womanâs whimpers get a bit louder as the guy grasps her ass while âeating her out.â The thought of being on top of Toji and his mouth and hands on your body like that, you had to bite the inside of your cheek to remind yourself not to get tooâ
âWhy you ask; ya horny?â Well, you canât be too modest around this man, huh. You finally turn to look at him, prepared for the smirk he greets you with. A smile is all you reply with. âSorry, baby, I donât know about tonight. Kinda tired.âÂ
For a few seconds, youâre on his side. You understand heâs a little fatigued from work today and only wants to chill with his partner. However, a tiny part of you â the devilish cutie side â takes over and slides your hand from his chest. Down to his hard abs covered by his black wife beater, stopping at his clothed inner thigh, resulting in him hitching his breath.Â
âTired?â You say in a soft tune, your eyes peering down to your hand as it rubs on his thigh, inching further and further in. You take note of Tojiâs fingers tapping on your shoulder â a silent warning. âAre you sure about that?âÂ
âYou better move that hand, Y/n.â His body jolts when your hand creeps up to his groin, motioning around it with provocative kneads.Â
âHmm, why?â You play coy, placing kisses on the underside of his chin. âYou tired of me?âÂ
He throws his head back at your soft lips, attacking his neck while your hand comes to the hem of his sweatpants. A shaky breath is released at the contact of your cold fingers on his warm erection. âHmmmâŠcould never be tired of youâŠ.Ahhh,â your forefinger swipes around the glans.
âThen what are you so scared of?â You keep pressing on, sucking on his skin under your lips. His length gets firmer under your grasp, veins grazed by your fingertips. ᅵᅵᅵScared you wouldnât last longer than me?â
âOhh, donât play with me, Y/n,â Toji grunts, the hand on your shoulder grips your cardigan. His erect cock throbs on your palm, and precum begins to leak out from you, playing with the tip. ââMmmphâŠI already told you I wasnât feelinâ it tonight.â
Liar, you say to yourself, noting him breathing slowly while you massage his balls. âPlease, Toji?â You ask sweetly to his ear, his hand coming down to your waist as you stroke him off. âI never done that position before, but it looks real funâŠI wanna do it with you.âÂ
Toji doesnât give in easily, looking at you with a raised brow. So you throw in another please with an innocent pout and two bats of the eyes to seal the deal. He chortles; how can he say no to you looking at him like that? âBet I can make you lose within the first few minutes.âÂ
You beam at him, âBet I can make you cum first.â
âYâre not gonna last for very long, princess, I can promise you that.â
A smirk pulls your cheeks. âLetâs try it out then.â
And just like that, with a mutual agreement, the challenge was put to the test.Â
So here you are, straddling on top of Toji on the living room couch, both your bottoms and his sweats on the cold floor. Your bare ass out in front of him to see as he lies with his head on the couch pillow. Your front facing his legs, and his dick erected for you to lick and suck on.Â
It started slow in the beginning; Toji massages your asscheeks as you lick around the glans and stroke his girth. âMmmm, just like that, mama,â he praises, egging you on to take in more of him. Your mouth bobbing up and down his shaft, gradually taking in inch by inch until your mouth reaches the hilt. âFuuck, feels so goodâŠâ
You arenât forgotten either, Toji starting with slow licks, his tongue lapping your labia. You mewl on his cock, voluntarily moving your hips to satiate the throbs of your cunt. Shit, you love it when he eats you out, but this position makes you turn on even more â unable to see what heâs doing, letting his hands and tongue speak for himself.Â
And you have to give it to yourself; you mangled to survive for a little while! The first minute was just him warming you up, teasing your folds with swishes to get you real wet as you blow him, his fingers groping your ass as his thumb plays around your ass taint. It all had you riled up, rocking your lower half so much that the man had to station you still for him to feast on your wetness properly.Â
It wasnât until you felt his tongue brush up on your clitoris did shit get serious. One sharp, muffled gasp paired with a jolt from your body. Of course, Toji noticed, his grin coming from ear to ear. âOh, did I do that?â Yes, you did, you bastard. âHeh, you are not ready for this, babyâŠâ
He says this before stuffing his mouth back into your leaky chasm so his tongue could swirl around your slit with vigor so rough that you nearly choked on your gasp for air. ââOohh!! WâWait, Toji, not soâAhhn!â Fast licks have you squirm, prompting your man to keep you on him with his hands on your waist. Itâs hard to concentrate giving Toji a blowjob with him nibbling on your labia before throwing more laps on your clitoris.Â
âWait, Toji, s-stoop; Iâm gonnaâNnaaah!â Your fingers clamp around his girth, howling as he bullies his tongue to enter your vagina, his face buried nose-deep in your ass while sucking on your genitals. âFuuck, oh shit, I canâtâŠOhh, ohhh!!â
And just like that, you release into his mouth before you could even prepare yourself. Your trembling figure jolts with every shock coursing through your body. And Toji drinks your essence with every passing wave, wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you straddled above him.Â
Oh fuck, the clarity you experience is mind-blowing every time he eats you out â whimpers escape pretty lips as your sensitive nerves still receive gingerly laps on your soapy folds. That felt way too good, oh my GodâŠ
But it doesnât stop there â no, no. Not with Toji, too pleased with how he made your legs tremble before him. He snickers while spreading your folds, âPretty thing, look at you winking at me...Nnmm, so fuckinâ goodâŠâ
He brings his mouth back to your cunt, and you jerk from the contact as your body is still not rid of the shocks from the previous orgasm. You frantically call for him, trying to writhe your ass away from him. âOhhnn, Toji, wait, let me rest for aâAhhhnn!!â
A sharp pain comes from an abrupt smack to your buttcheek, the skin stinging from the impact of Tojiâs hand. âAht, aht, donât try and run now. You talked big earlier, even when I warned you.â He smacks your ass again, his fingers digging deep into your flesh to pinch. You scream for him â thatâs what he wants. âNow youâre gonna sit right here and let the winner have his fill.âÂ
You canât argue with him from there; Tojiâs hold on you not giving in to your attempts of mercy â same for his mouth on your delicate labia. The noises coming from there are so raunchy, downright erotic, way more than whatever the hell that movie was doing. You could only wail out your cries, eyes spiraling up to your head from every lap to your clit. No point fighting the pleasure, resting your head on his thigh.
But that was short-lived because Toji was quick to correct you with another slap to your butt. Shit came out of nowhere, almost choking on your spit. âCâmon now, doll, you canât leave me hanginâ here. Suck me off, princess.â He rubs the pain on your butt away, yet you know heâd do it again if you werenât compliant.
You bring his fat cock back to your face, licking on the tip while stroking him. You take in the head and suck him in, bobbing your head and coating his length with your saliva. Kisses to his glans result in him burrowing his face into your ass again, hungry lips ravishing your tender insides. Jesus, the way his tongue flicks on your clit has you humming on his cock nonstop.
Oh, God, oh fuuuuck, you remove your lips from Tojiâs dick, yet your hand keeps gliding up and down. ââMwah! Hoohhh, oohhh, TojiiiiâŠ! Again, Iâm gonna cum, againâŠ.KhaaâOhhhhh!!â
The second orgasm hits you hard, more keenly than the last, and your body quivers on top of Toji once again. Whines come from wet lips as you descend into your haze, and your toes curl as Toji doesnât withdraw himself until heâs satiated his thirst with every remnant of your fluids.Â
With every jolt and shock flowing down your frame, you use this time to let your body ride this high out, placing chaste kisses on Tojiâs cock. That is until you feel Toji suck on your folds suddenly. You jump and quake, turning around to beg. âStooohp; let me rest, please!â
He gives you a smug look with a playful smack to your hot, stinging butt. âDone being curious now, mama?â
requests/thirsts are open hehe~ ð§ž
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why can't we love freely?
pairing: theodore nott x hufflepuff!reader
genre: angsttttt, secret relationship
w/c: 2k
summary: you're tired of being a secret and it was time to let theo know.
warnings: HEARTBREAK
a/n: this was initially meant to be for a request and i started writing it and i got on a roll only to finish the piece and go back to check the request to realise i did it all wrong lmao, so i decided to just post this instead <3 enjoy!
The busy chatter that filled the Great Hall was one that you were familiar with, afterall it had been the same for the past few years that you had been a part of Hogwarts. There was a hint of the sunlight peeking through the windows as the early morning bustle reached its peak. Everyone was rushing to pile breakfast onto the porcelain plates but you couldnât help but linger at the entrance, looking back ever so often to check if a certain someone had arrived yet.Â
âY/n hurry! Bloody Ernie is going to have devoured all the croissants before I even have a bite.â Hannah whined as she pulled you along towards the Hufflepuff table.
Her incessant nagging eventually made you move and you dragged yourself towards your fellow house members albeit a little sad you hadnât seen the person that had been on your mind. You dig into your own meal, stabbing the fruits with your fork and shoving them into your mouth. There was the normal hubbub that surrounded you and you felt yourself melt into conversation with your friends once again.
A voice caught your attention and you immediately perked up at the deep chuckle that had your heart skipping a beat. There he was: Theodore Nott. Quite arguably the most handsome person in all of Hogwarts and, of course, your boyfriend. His tousled hair framed his angled face perfectly with single strands that fall into his eyes. You watched as a smirk danced on his lips as he sauntered over to his side of the hall. Theodore Nott had always possessed an aura that drew you into him. Even when you both werenât dating you often found yourself staring at the handsome boy from your table, wondering what he was really like.
As Theodore's gaze met yours in that fleeting moment, a silent exchange passed between you, laden with unspoken emotions. In the depths of his eyes, you saw the words he couldn't voice.
âI love you.â
Itâs silent but itâs there.
The both of you had agreed to keep the relationship under the wraps, not wanting anyone to know about the two of you. It would cause an uproar and neither of you were sure if you wanted to handle the aftermath of the situation. So this was what it came to. Secret glances and whispered love confessions. You couldnât walk up to him, you couldnât kiss him in front of everyone, you couldnât even talk to your friends about him.
Although you had said it would be fine for it to be a secret you didnât think that he would still want to keep it a secret after so long. You didnât want to hide your affection for Theo. You truly loved him more than anything and it had already been a year since you officially started dating. Surely it didnât matter that much that it was a secret.
"Hello? Y/n? You there?" Hannah's voice pulled you from the depths of your thoughts, and you blinked, feeling as though you were emerging from a distant haze. Her concerned expression hovered before you as she waved a hand in front of your face, urging you back to the present moment.
You glanced down to find a forgotten cup of pumpkin juice in your hand, its contents untouched. How long had you been lost in your own thoughts?
"I'm... I'm sorry, Hannah." You murmured, offering her a weak smile as you tried to shake off the lingering tendrils of distraction. "I guess I just...drifted off for a moment there."
âYou alright? You donât look well.â She reached her hand to bring it to your forehead, trying to feel if you had a fever. âYou were properly zoned out there.â
âYeah yeah Iâm fine.â You tried to brush off her concern and you offered her a meek smile. âJust didnât have a good nightâs sleep, that's all.â
Your friend looked at you, her lips pursed, a sign she didnât actually believe what you said. You forced another smile in Hannah's direction, you silently hoped that she wouldn't press any further
Truth be told, you werenât fine. The past couple of weeks had consisted of your thoughts rampaging in your mind. The continuous stream of worries that clouded your view as you tried desperately to reason with yourself. It wasnât a huge issue that your relationship with the Slytherin was a secret but gradually what were stupid thoughts now turned into ones that plagued you everywhere you went. Youâd be lying if you said you were okay with not even being acknowledged as his girlfriend as he ignored you in class and everywhere public.
Your eyes locked with Theoâs once again and you saw the way there was concern etched into his face. Your boyfriend knew when you were upset and he definitely knew that you were far from okay right now. He mumbled something to Blaise who was beside him before getting up to leave - a signal for you to do the same.
âI think Iâm going to go take a nap before class starts, can you come wake me up later?âÂ
Hannah nodded and you thank her quickly before whisking yourself away in the direction the Slytherin had set off to. The chatter faded as you walked down the hallway and you were now left alone with your thoughts once again. It was bad you knew but you couldnât help but feel as though you were something to be ashamed of. Was that why Theo was so desperate to cling on to the secrecy?
âPrincipessa?â Your boyfriend gently grabbed your wrist, twirling you around to face him and you realised you had been too caught up in your mind to even notice he was there. âYou okay? You seem a bit off my love.â
His eyes twinkled with concern and you saw the love and affection you were familiar with and it warmed your heart. You loved Theodore Nott more than anything but the questions had plagued your mind for too long now and you needed to voice your thoughts. Otherwise, you thought you would go insane.
âWhy are we a secret?â
It was barely above a whisper but Theo heard it. He knew that you werenât one for loud environments, preferring the quiet of the library and the solitude of your dorm. You were always shy and introverted, rarely speaking to others. You liked to keep to yourself. Even with Theo you were shy and meek but that didnât mean you werenât happy. There was always a smile on your face, a loving beam that would make his own heart stutter. Yet your lips werenât drawn into the bright grin he knew, instead they were in a frown and he recognised your nervousness as you wringed your hands.
Theo would have never considered himself to notice little details. He had always ignored everyone else around him and he never paid enough attention nor did he care enough about others to recognise the little tell-tale signs that everyone did. Until he met you. Then he noticed every little detail, from the way your nose would scrunch when you tried to bite back a laugh to the way you would tangle your fingers in your hair when you were trying to solve a problem.
So it was only natural he realised that you werenât okay.
âY/n we talked about this-â
âYes I know itâs just that.â You paused. The words were bubbling up your throat, you felt them rising and rising and rising and you were unable to stop. You took a sharp inhale. âI donât understand why, not anymore.â
âY/n, mia cara, weâve been through this. No one will accept us. People wonât understand the love between us and theyâll try to tear us apart. My friends, they wonât understand.â
âThen make them understand.â
You didnât get it. You couldnât get it. Was he ashamed? Was he embarrassed? Why couldnât he fight for you, for both of you?Â
You felt the tears welling in your eyes, threatening to roll down your face. It was all too much, the constant doubt, the dread, the shame. You had thought you would have been free of these thoughts for a day but who knew that today was when you would finally break.Â
Your boyfriend wrapped his arms around your waist, tugging you into his chest. He felt warm and your arms loop around his body. You cling onto him, unwilling to let go. It was too late to stop the tears now and you felt them fall as you sniffled in his arms.
âTheo, Merlin knows we've been together for more than a year now, and it's been like living in a shadow. I've kept us a secret from everyone - my friends, my family - and I donât even know anymore. I want to be able to love you openly, without fear or hesitation. I want to hold your hand, kiss your cheek, wake up beside you without worrying about who might see. And I know that thereâs issues but we can work through them together canât we? I want to love you freelyâŠdonât you?â
You pulled away from his chest as you searched his eyes, pleading with him to agree with you. Theo stared at your figure. He watched as the tears he promised not to make fell from your eyes. He felt his heart twist at your words, unable to find the words he wanted to say. Silence. You waited. And then you saw it. The sliver of doubt. That was all you needed before you were recoiling from his touch, pushing his hands off you.
Theo was quick, he tried to pull you back, tried to keep you near him but it didn't stop you from trying to get as far away from him as possible.Â
âY/n, please, stay please.âÂ
His voice was a desperate plea, each syllable heavy with the weight of his love. But as you backed away, tears streaming down your cheeks, Theodore's heart shattered into a thousand irreparable pieces. He watched helplessly as you retreated from him, the distance between you growing with each shaky step you took.
You shook your head as you backed away from the boy you loved. You tried to steady your breathing but all you could manage were shaky breaths as the tears kept falling. It was all too much. It was overwhelming, the feeling that engulfed you whole when you first met Theodore Nott had spit you back out and now you were left not knowing what to do.
âI-IâŠI canât.â You stuttered, refusing to look him in the eye. âI canât do this, not when you donât feel the same. I canât, not anymore.â
âNo.â Theo reached forward but it only made you step further away as if his touch would burn you like acid. His outstretched hand fell limply to his side, his heart breaking with each word you uttered. âNo, don't do this. Y/n please donât do this. Mia cara, I love you so much you know that. I love you to the moon and back and I will never stop loving you so please donât do this. Iâm begging you.â
âNot enough.â Your voice wavered as the words left your mouth. âYou donât love me enough and youâve made that clear Theo. I canât do this, I really canât. Iâm sorry.â
And then you were gone, disappearing into the depths of the corridor, leaving Theodore standing alone. Each word you said replayed in his mind. His emotions toss and turn in the turmoil he had been thrust into. You were gone. You left. He felt his heart burn and ache, pounding at his ribcage. There was a numbing pain that overtook his senses as a wave of anguish washed over him. He reached a trembling hand to his cheek, only to find it damp with tears
It was then that Theodore Nott realised it was the first time he had cried since his motherâs death.
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Like a Virgin
Pairing:Â Joel Miller x reader
summary:Â It's been a really long time since Joel has felt the feel of anything else besides his own fist, and once you remind him how good the real thing is... let's just say it's hard for him to live up to his full potential.
warnings:Â smut| unprotected p in v sex, premature ejaculation, very touch-starved Joel, and allusion to oral sex (f receiving)
a/n:Â I don't know what to say lmao this is a thing for me ok, don't judge (and also you can't tell me this isn't accurate, like this man hasn't gotten laid since the moon landing probably, and you expect him to last? no way babe). Also I'm sorry about the title it's funny to me lol
Now this wasn't like him.
He hadn't done this in a long time.
The last time he had sex with a woman he'd just met (or any woman to be completely honest) he was 25 years younger and the world hadn't gone to shit yet... so yeah, a long time indeed.
But you were so fucking beautiful, such a pretty face with such pretty eyes, and god but that mouth of yours-
And plus you were new to Jackson, you didn't know yet about all the scary stories folks liked to tell about him, and you were kind and funny, and... did he mention hot already?
Just one night of letting loose, that's what he'd told himself, and then he was gonna go back to his old closed-off self, but for now... for now, he was too busy throwing you on his bed to think about anything else.
You were getting rid of your clothes and he followed your lead more than willingly, almost ripping the buttons off his flannel in the rush.
He bent down to kiss your neck as his hands hurried to your tits.
God, he'd forgotten how good it felt to touch a woman.
And when you let out a little whimper, he swore he had ascended to another universe.
"Joel please"
Fuck him, but he wasn't inside of you yet, and he was already feeling far too close to coming.
Guess fucking his own fist for two decades really does something to a man.
"need something?"
He was acting wayy too smug for someone who was feeling like a virgin all over again.
"Please- I need you inside me, Joel"
fucking damnit- he shouldn't have asked that, his dick was now really suffering the consequences.
He didn't risk saying anything else as he got rid of his boxers, but of course, you just had to come out and say:
"oh wow, you're big" with the sexiest fucking voice he'd ever heard.
"want me to stop?"
For some reason, those words elicited a criminally hot smirk on your lips Â
"Definitely not"
You were looking at him like a starving woman and he had to look down to where he was moving his tip to your entrance to get away from you and your dangerous, dangerous gaze
He pushed into you slowly and god fucking damnit but the sounds that you made... those sweet little moans and whines you let out as your warm pussy stretched around him and hugged him better than anything he'd felt in years... he had no words for it- no coherent sounds could make it out of his mouth except for a few groans coming deep from his chest.
"Good christ"
that's the only thing he managed to murmur as he bottomed out and had to take a break to try not to bust his load right there.
"fuck you feel so good" you moaned, as your hands gripped his sheets "please move" you begged, your voice breathy and pleading, and godfuck he should have really thought about it before doing this.
"Joel please-"
"I just need a moment darlin'" he explained, closing his eyes to try and remember how he used to manage to last and coming up completely empty.
He could feel your expectant eyes on him so even if he sure as hell didn't feel ready, he did as you asked and started to move.
The regret reached him extraordinarily fast as he felt your walls tightening around him and as you cried out for him like an angel sent straight from heaven.
"fuck-" you moaned, looking up at him with doe eyes that made him wonder if you really just knew what you were doing, if you actually enjoyed torturing him like this
"god you're so deep"
Yeah, you definitely knew
"and so big-" you cried
He gripped your waist to try and ground himself as he thrusted into your fucking perfect cunt.
"oh my god-yes!" you moaned, your back arching from the bed as his thrust got harsher in the hopes that that would make you talk less.
"just like that Joel- oh-"Â
And Joel was tough in a lot of ways and he wasn't one to give up easily, but shit you were making it hard for him.
"Please don't stop- fuckfuckfuck" you begged, shutting your eyes close at the feeling.
And that was it, he couldn't do it anymore
"please stop talking" he breathed, his eyes resuming their tour of your eyes, mouth, and bouncing tits.
"why?"Â
"nothing it's just-"
And before he could answer you had grabbed his shoulder and forced him to bend down to meet your mouth with his.
Goddamnit.
"you just feel too good Joel"Â
"fuck." he groaned, not able to stop his hips from moving no matter how much he wanted to "shit"
"what is it?"
"Jesus Christ I-"
"is there something wrong?"
"n-no just- fuck I'm sorry sweetheart"
And that's all he could say as he abruptly pulled out of you, his spend covering your stomach not even a second after as he growled so loud his neighbors probably thought he was getting killed.
"shit" again, he sighed, his forehead falling to your shoulder.
"oh" you couldn't help but smile as everything came together
"I'm sorry darlin'" he breathed, leaning away and standing up as shame filled every inch of him.
"It's just- It's been a long time since I've done... this"
You sat up, your legs still dangling off the bed, as you admired his handy work on your belly.
"And you... you're just real fucking pretty" he huffed a half-laugh "I'm sorry"
You looked up at him then, meeting his mortified expression.
"No hey" you smiled, placing a hand on his torso "It's fine, I understand"
"god this is embarrassing, I feel like a sixteen-year-old all over again" he shook his head
"stop" you cooed, gently caressing his skin, as a mischievous spark lighted in your irides "It's fine, really" you promised, "and besides..." you bit your bottom lip as you slowly spread your legs "you could still make it up to me, y'know?"
He groaned again, falling to his knees between your thighs
"that I can do"
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â³ broken love | psh.
dad!sunghoon x mom!femreader
âevery time i think of you, itâs just killing meâ
synopsis: you and sunghoon still see each other whenever your guysâ daughter, seo-ji, is dropped off to one another â and itâs obvious you two still love each other, even after the divorce papers were finalized.
warnings/content: written in third pov. angsty fluff(?) â mostly angst. kind of aged up(?). not proofread. cursing (i think). unresolved tension. mentions of pregnancy. reader used to hate kids (lmao).
comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)
word count: 3.4k
a/n: part two â âËÊ try again ÉËâ
fictional characters â dae (jungwonâs boyfriend), min-su (heeseungâs girlfriend), and ji-woo (jakeâs girlfriend).
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y/nâs heart was heavy with the burden of being at his doorstep.
âyou got this,â she mumbled to herself, knocking the door with shaky hands.
a happy scream of a child was made, one that she knew at heart. her face lit up at the instant yell, already recognizing that it was no other than her adorable daughter, seo-ji.
âmommyâs here! mommyâs here!â the little kid screamed at the other end.
little shakes of the doorknob were heard before it opened to who she expected; her daughter and of course, her ex-husband, park sunghoon.
she felt her heart slightly shatter at the sight of him, anxiety taking over inch by inch.
âhey y/n,â he awkwardly said. her head nodded in response â âhey sunghoon.â
there was quick tension between them, both truthfully not knowing what to say after coming to terms of the divorce.
they still loved each other, longed for each other in fact.
âmommy!â their baby girl intruded, arms opening wide at the sight of her caretaker.
y/nâs face instantly lit up at her little girl, embracing the sweet hug she offered. âhey princess, how was your day with daddy?â she exclaimed with kisses around her daughterâs cheeks.
seo-ji giggled at the act with an utter â âmommy, stop!!â
the mom smiled at her, noticing her light dimples on display inherited from her father.
âit was good! daddy couldnât stop talking about you and him though!!â
her sudden callout made y/n look at her ex-husband, finding him in a small blushing state.
âaish seo-ji, you said my secret was safe with you!!â he quickly exclaimed to avert her gaze, hands immediately finding their way to his daughter â tickling her all around.
y/nâs eyes softened at the sight, lips automatically upturning to a sweet smile. she missed this, the feeling of being a happy family.
when the giggles from seo-ji soon drowned out, she ran to go get her stuff from the apartment, leaving the two divorcees alone with each other.
they both quickly became awkward and tense like earlier. their hesitant glances towards one another were evidence that their relationship was on good terms only for their daughter, and perhaps more.
but for the time being, everything and anything was uncomfortable between them.
âso.. heard from jake that you have a date tonight?â y/n suddenly blurted, trying to break the ice.
the maleâs head shot up. âhm? oh yeah..,â he paused â âsunoo just set it up for me, and practically begged me to go soâŠ,â his voice weakened at the end with an awkward chuckle spurted out.
she nodded at his reasoning in returnâ âthatâs good..,â she slightly trailed off at the end.
âand you?â he squeaked.
y/n gave a small laugh with a shake on her head. âoh no.. my life revolves around our little girl now. she will always have my full attention.â her eyes shifted from sunghoon to her daughter in the background, hearing the rushed talks from seo-ji as she tried to swiftly gather her belongings.
âsheâs my life,â she murmured with a smile she didnât know she had.
as her gaze stayed on their little girl, sunghoon kept his on her. his eyes sparkled with love that he still had for her â love that had never been resolved.
he missed her and her warmth. just everything about her, really.
but the divorce between them was still fresh, giving them fresh wounds to heal from â wounds that had been cut open from their constant fights and arguments.
*:ïŸâ§*:ïŸâ§ â flashback
âsunghoon, please.â y/n sighed in a groggy expression.
âiâm tired too, canât you see that? you canât be the only one acting tired here.â he reverted back with a slight eye roll.
âiâve been watching her all day, you were barely home.â
âyou think iâd rather be out, doing work?â he spat. âiâd much rather stay home with our little girl, but does it look like i have a choice? iâm trying to provide for us.â
the girl groaned. âiâm trying to let seo-ji have a good life, you think that she can do that with only me?â
sunghoon clicked his tongue in annoyance as he slightly walked away. his hands were firmly on his hips as he uttered, âdid you not just hear me? i want the best for my daughter too, i want to be there too. youâre the one who gets to be with her, i donât.â
she sighed at his words, heart breaking down each time she let it ring in her ears. she was glad her baby was staying with min-su and her partner, heeseung for the night. the couple came to pick her up towards the end of the day, giving her and sunghoon a moment to say things.
and with their raised voices and constant arguing, she couldnât help but feel grateful for them. otherwise, it wouldâve woken her sweet girl.
âsunghoon..,â
she watched him roll his watery eyes. âwhat?â he croaked in a weakened tone, voice cracking with every strength he had to hold back his breakdown.
she didnât continue, letting his eyes meet hers so they could speak their worries through the dreaded gaze.
âthis isnât working..,â
he sighed at the painful truth. âi know⊠itâs not.â
the two were sat a few feet away from each other as they came to terms of their situation. constant miscommunication and bottled feelings drifted their relationship apart.
*:ïŸâ§*:ïŸâ§
âokay, mommy, ready!â seo-ji yelled, quickly clasping onto her momâs hands. âbye daddy!â
y/n formed a half smile towards her old lover. âlet me know when youâll pick her up,â she mumbled.
sunghoon gave soft kisses towards his daughter before the two walked away â giving him memories of when heâd kiss his used-to-be girl goodbye whenever she left anywhere.
a faint sigh left his throat as he stumbled back into his apartment.
âi should get ready..,â he said to himself, walking away to his planned outfit.
.ã . ⢠â . ° .⢠°:. *â ° . â
âhey baby, what are you doing?â ji-woo sweetly uttered to her friendâs daughter.
âiâm trying to draw you, auntie ji-woo!â seo-ji yelled back.
a few giggles went around as min-su uttered, âooh! me next!â
âokay! wait! iâm almost done!â
y/nâs little girl beamed an eye smile, causing ji-woo to say â âshe has your eyes.â
âyeah, but she has her dadâs cute smile.â y/n responded, letting her gaze linger on seo-jiâs adorned features.
âso.. you heard about sunghoon right?â dae mumbled with a lip bite.
she quickly glanced at jungwonâs boyfriend before looking back at her daughter, who peered her head up at her dadâs name.
âdaddy?â seo-ji whispered.
y/n smiled and nodded. âmhm, daddyâs going out with a friend tonight, thatâs why youâre with me!â she gave a soft ruffle to her little girlâs wavy hair â inherited from her mom, of course.
âhow long will he be gone? i miss him.â
âyou miss him? but iâm with you! how could you miss him when mommy is right here?â y/n pouted, hiding her grin.
âyour mommyâs sad now, seo-ji! what are you gonna do!â yelled min-su with a slight gasp.
âoh no!â dae beamed.
ânoo! iâm sorry!â seo-ji quickly exclaimed, jumping on her feet to comfort her mom. âhelp me, auntie min-su and uncle dae! ..mommy??â she poked her momâs arm.
y/n peeked down at her and found her bulged, puppy eyes melting her heart instantly.
âiâm sorry! i like you just as much as i like daddy!â
âlike? you donât.. love?â the mom teased with a plastered grin.
âoh my gosh, your daughterâs trying to apologize to you!â dae chimed in, playfully scoffing.
y/n huffed out mounds of laughter in her stomach before forgiving her empathetic daughter. she tucked a few hair strands behind her ears, placing soft kisses on her forehead while murmuring, âi forgive you, seo-ji. are you hungry?â
the little girl furiously nodded her head as min-su uttered â âme too!â â followed by ji-woo and dae to chime in as well, causing y/n to laugh with a healing heart.
her daughter and her friends were all she needed.
.ã . ⢠â . ° .⢠°:. *â ° . â
seo-ji remained in the dining room area, eating with rolled up sleeves and a tied hair done by her mom.
y/n and her three friends were near but stayed closer to the living room, carefully hearing for the little girl just in case something happened.
âshe eats just like you,â min-su said with a slight snort.
her words caused a wide chuckle to erupt out of her friend. âseo-jiâs been with me a lot so i wouldnât be surprised if she ate just like me.â y/n murmured back with her eyes staring at her daughter.
âare you really okay with the whole sunghoon thing though?â
she glanced at ji-woo who said it, but only nodded.
ânothing much i can do about it, heâs moving on.â
her heart tore a little, ripping open another wound in her chest that was barely healing. she didnât like how every sentence she spewed left a bitter taste in her mouth, but what else could she do?
âiâm really sorry for how things turned out..,â one of her friends sympathetically said to her.
âitâs okay.. my little girl is all i need.â she murmured, glancing at seo-ji who was just about done.
âmommy! iâm done!â
just as y/n was about to get up, ji-woo stood first.
âdonât worry girl, iâll get her.â
before the mom could protest, her friend had already rushed to seo-ji. a small smile formed on her face, feeling grateful for all three.
âcome on, seo-ji, letâs wash your hands!â
âauntie ji-woo, whereâs uncle jake? heâs always here.â
the two walked away to the bathroom, giving ji-woo the chance to give her reasoning that no uncles except dae would join for tonight.
.ã . ⢠â . ° .⢠°:. *â ° . â
a few hours in, and seo-ji was wrapped in y/nâs arms now.
the little girl was settling into her nap time, eyes closing in an instant with the comforting warmth her mom radiated.
y/n continued to tuck a few wavy hair strands away from her daughterâs face, gaze fixated on every gorgeous feature she inherited from her and sunghoon combined.
âi never thought iâd actually see you become a mom.â ji-woo confirmed with a proud smile.
âweâre proud of you,â dae added in.
âyou used to always hate kids, but now here you are, having one of your own in your arms.â min-su softly uttered, careful to not wake her niece.
everyoneâs eyes gathered on the little girl who was softly snoring in her sleep.
y/nâs eyes were softened the most.
she did, in fact, hate kids, but she loved and cherished her daughter â her daughter, who she never imagined to have.
âit feels like weâve seen you grown up,â ji-woo continued her sad talk. âremember when you always told us that you and sunghoon would be the last to have kids out of all of us?â
the four broke out into laughter as they thought back to their years of being in college.
âyeah..,â y/nâs heart sank as she remembered how good her and sunghoon used to be. âwe were so sure of ourselves that weâd have kids after you all had yours too. we were so bad with handling kids before we had our little girl.â
she smiled back at the memory before hearing dae intrude â ânow look at you, you were the first to have a kid.â
âme and heeseung next,â min-su prompted, causing hushed laughter to fill the air.
y/n beamed a wide grin afterwards, standing up to settle her baby down in the bedroom.
after doing it with ease, she walked back out and found dae specifically sitting where she had told sunghoon she was pregnant.
*:ïŸâ§*:ïŸâ§ â flashback
âgorgeous, what happened??â sunghoon bursted out the door, heavy breaths of air leaving his lungs.
he clenched onto his chest with his eyes sewed shut, desperately gasping for oxygen as his girlfriend stayed sitting on the couch in silence.
ây/n? you okay?â he said in a softer tone. âwhatâs wrong?â
âsunghoon..,â she whimpered.
her head turned to meet his gaze, and almost immediately, her reddened eyes that were puffed from her tears worried the poor boy.
âhey, hey, why are you crying?â he attempted to comfort, arms immediately bringing her into his embrace.
âhoonieâŠ,â she quietly called again.
sunghoon pulled away with a comforting hand placed on her cheek.
âwhatâs wrong, pretty?â
âiâm..,â y/n sighed with a heavy heart, feeling a lump in her throat as she uttered, âiâm pregnant.â
the male paused every muscle movement in his body. âw..what? youâre what?â he said in denial.
âiâm pregnant,â she repeated, fingers fidgeting around little picks of skin.
it now added up for sunghoon â all of why she was suddenly moody, why her period was delayed, why she kept talking about feeling sick â the girl he loved was pregnant.
a gasp of air left him as he grinned ear to ear, heart feeling full with the thought of a baby on the way.
âyouâre pregnant,â he reiterated with an upbeat tone. âyouâre really pregnant.â he quickly stood on his feet before yelping in joy. tears were quick to fill his eyes as he felt like someone who had just won the lottery.
as her boyfriend continued to celebrate, y/n stayed sitting, chewing on her lips in fear.
âsunghoon.. please sit..,â
the boy quickly obliged, though his excitement still seeped through him in every way possible.
slowly, her eyes trailed up to meet his. and almost instantly, her heart fluttered at how handsome he looked â but it shattered within seconds of the news she was gonna deliver to him.
âi donât know if i want thisâŠ,â she cracked out.
âo..ohâŠ,â hoon blinked with a dry throat. âyou donât want to keep the baby?â
y/n quickly shook her head, tears already filling her eyes for the worst outcome.
but his hands placed itself on hers, letting his fingers cling around to reassure while he continued â âitâs your decision, gorgeous, i wonât force you.â
she shot her head up at him, and sunghoon only pushed his lips together to form a confirming smile.
âhaving a baby with you is what i want, but just not right now. weâre too young, and weâre both barely starting life and-â
her constant blabbering was shut up by a quick peck on the lips from her boyfriend. âwe are young, y/n, but this decision is entirely up to you. i want this with you, and i want to be a dad but if you decide that you donât want to yet, then thatâs okay.â
sunghoonâs thumb rubbed little strokes on her crying cheeks as he spoke with his caring eyes.
he wanted the baby, but he wanted y/n more.
âcan i think about this first?â she uttered with sparkling eyes.
his thick brows knitted together to convey how she could even question a thing like that. âof course you can, pretty girl. think about it, and let me know.â
the boy placed a sweet and comforting kiss on his girlâs forehead before pulling her into a hug.
*:ïŸâ§*:ïŸâ§
what broke y/nâs heart the most was how the stress of raising a child never bothered to pop into their head until later â when the continuous struggles got to the soon-married couple.
all they wanted was to be a family, and all they wanted was to have their daughter have loving parents who were in a loving relationship.
and of course they had their moments of joy when everything felt perfect for a while.
like when sunghoon would sleep closely next to seo-ji when she was an infant after watching her all day, and his body would be facing toward his baby girl. then y/n would come home, find them softly snoring, and laugh silently to herself when catching onto her babyâs wavy hair contrasting with hoonâs messy hair that fell to the front of his face.
or when seo-ji would wake up in some mornings with a sudden, personal preference on which parent she wanted â it mainly being y/n. and their little girl would cling onto her, making sunghoon pout in return of how his daughter had most of his features but would much rather be with her mom. little complaints would leave his mouth, but he secretly loved to see his small family together.
or, when seo-ji was still one, and sunghoon remained persistent in going ice skating so the three went to an ice rink. their baby would be dressed in warm clothing with mini earmuffs and gloves wrapped around her hands. and hoon would carefully glide the little girl around, letting her get used to the constant slippery surface while y/n personally sat the ice skating out and recorded instead.
or even, when theyâd go to gatherings planned by their friends and everyone would instantly go to seo-ji, leaving the exhausted parents to intertwine their hands and watch how much their friends adored their child. little murmurs of â âus next?â would constantly be heard all around while uncle jay would try and snatch her away from everyone else.
nothing could beat those fond memories that were shared upon sunghoon, y/n, and their special little girl, seo-ji.
.ã . ⢠â . ° .⢠°:. *â ° . â
a sigh left y/n as she walked to her ex-husbandâs apartment. days had gone by since she was last here to pick her daughter up, and now sheâs dropping her off once again.
âbe good okay? i know daddy probably misses you a lot,â she muttered, hands moving her daughterâs strands of hair.
âmhm! i will!â
a few knocks on the door were made before it creaked open to the handsome man, sunghoon.
âdaddy!â seo-ji yelled, quickly detangling her hands from her momâs to jump into hoonâs arms.
âseo-ji! howâs my little girl?â he left constant kisses around her cheeks, causing little laughter to burst out of her.
y/n beamed a smile at the sight in front of her. she knew they werenât a family anymore, but it was somewhat healing to know that they could still share loving moments like this.
she heard her old partner yell out in joy, laughing with their daughter and giving wide grins that still secretly lit up her heart.
she still loved him.
âalright, iâm gonna take off, but be good, seo-ji. iâll come pick you up some time soon, okay?â y/n mumbled.
her baby girl stood with a pout. âyouâre leaving already?â she frowned. âyou canât! i donât want you to! just stay a little longer in daddyâs house.â
y/n immediately chuckled at her daughterâs words. âi have to go, i have to meet auntie ji-woo and them soon.â
seo-jiâs eyes were quickly filled with tears as her bottom lip puffed out. âplease mommy..,â
the momâs heart shattered at her words but she only sighed.
âiâm sorry baby, iâll come soon though okay?â
her daughter sighed as well before giving a tight hug around her mom.
sunghoon watched his two girls with soft eyes, heart slightly melting at this cherishing memory.
he loved the little things like this when they were still together.
and the one thing that always made him fall in love with y/n even more was how she always mentioned her hatred for kids, but when their daughter came into their life, she immediately loved her with no resentment.
everything about y/n was his weakness and it still showed because â
he still loved her.
âiâll miss you,â seo-ji muffled through her sobs.
âiâll miss you too, seo-ji.â y/n pulled away, wiping the tears from her sweet girl as she placed a soft kiss on her cheeks. âhave fun with dad though, he misses you a lot too.â
she glanced up to hoon with a half smile. âokay i have to go because if iâm any later, uncle dae will be scolding me! hereâs her backpack.â
the girl raised the bag and allowed sunghoon to take it, letting his fingers softly graze against hers.
there was a flicker â a spark, almost, at their little touch.
something was obviously still alive between the two when they glanced up at each other, eyes quickly shifting back and forth with their unresolved tension.
a linger was made present in the air, both not wanting to break the locked gaze but needing to anyway.
y/n walked away after saying one last goodbye to her daughter, feeling heavily burdened at the weighed pressure in her heart; while sunghoon closed the door behind him, mind and heart painfully filled with the memory of his ex-wife, and the mere thought of how much he loved her.
they knew they couldnât though.
they shouldnât, for the sake of their daughter, seo-ji.
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a/n: i just wanted to say as well, that i see the requested oneshots in my inbox, and i will try my best to write them! but it may take me a while, so please be patient with me <3 also someone tell me if this oneshot came out okay bc i wrote this at 3am with tired eyes..
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a helping hand
aged up!neteyam x fem omatikaya!reader
summary: itâs late at night and youâre struggling. not only can you not fall asleep but thereâs a sudden ache in your core. now what type of mate would neteyam be if he didnât help you?
warnings: ðNEASSTYY smut, masterbation, fingering, missionary, riding, doggystyle, p in v, squirting, canât spell mother without moâat, neteyam being jumpscared but then turn into a freak, reader has no shame, & dirty talk
authore note: i had a daydream abt this and needed it come to life ð« (unlike neteyam) & yall if i make a taglist would anyone wanna be apart of it LMAO ð§ðœââïžhope this makes up for my mini absence on not posting ð
bye this took forever.. guys pls donât be shy, i loveeee any type of feedback ð¥²
You let out a long sigh in exhaustion as you dropped the second batch of medicine you just made. You couldnât understand what was going on with you. This was happening all day today, constant screw ups and honestly you were over it.
Inhaling a deep breath in attempt to calm yourself, you started cleaning up the herbs. As you were cleaning up, you failed to notice the presence of your tsahÃk making you slightly startled.
âWhat is this?â Moâat gestured to the mess on the floor. Your cheeks heated up in embarrassment and you squeaked out a little âHiâ
She sighed and walked over to your kneeling position. You pursed your lips feeling disappointed in yourself. âMy childâ Moâat grabbed you from out of your thoughts âYou need to relaxâ
Your tensed shoulders slowly started easing at her words. âI apologizeâ you muttered respectfully. âIt is alright dear, now tell me what is bothering youâ she walked in front of you putting her hands out for you to grab. With her words of encouragement, you picked yourself off of the ground. Avoiding her cold harden gaze you felt your emotions rushing back to you.
While looking around the healing tent your eyes accidentally landed on hers. Her eyes piercing directly into yours commanding an answer.
âI feel like a failureâ you finally admitted. âWhat makes you feel that way?â she questioned motioning you to sit on the mat beside her.
âMany women in the past have succeeded beyond my level. Why am I so far behind? I should be able to do this, how can i ever be tsahÃk if I canât complete a simple task such as making medicine?â you huffed in frustration after your rant. Moâat gave you an understanding look before taking her hands in yours âChild, it takes timeâ she started âbut I donât have much time! Neteyam is granted to be oloâeyktan soon and-â you stated before it was her turn to cut you off.
âWhat does Neteyam becoming oloâeyktan soon have to do with any of this?â she squinted her eyes at you. âHe is my mateâ you shrugged. âExactly , he is your mate, not your conjoined twin!â she exclaimed causing you to let out a breathy chuckle.
âThe two of you are completely different people. His learning pace is different than yours and that is okay. Neteyam has been training since he was in the womb, heâs meant for thisâ your eyes landed on hers as you digested what she was saying. âYou on the other hand, have not. You didnât expect to mate with my grandson but I am glad that you didâ she looked you up and down with a sigh of relief.
âWhy you say it like that?â you laughed at her sudden look of disapproval. She looked at you with a straight face âI was afraid our village wouldâve come to doom had Neteyam picked any of those thirsty women, I donât know how their mothers do itâ she spoke with an eye roll at the memory of many annoying girls trying to get neteyam to court them.
âWhat a timeâ you thought. Before you and neteyam had become mates, when the two of you were just friends. Time had really gone fast.
Moâat noticed your dazed out expression knowing you were thinking about your progressive relationship with her grandson. She smiled seeing a bit of herself in you when she had her own mate. She used to be in this exact situation which is why she was able to relate to you.
Snatching you out of your thoughts once again she spoke up breaking the newfound comfortable silence âI used to be in your exact positionâ your attention went back on her with hopeful eyes âFor real? but youâre the best tsahik weâve ever hadâ you rambled âI knowâ she smiled in pride causing you to giggle.
âMy point is, practice makes perfect. That is a term i have learned from the sky people here and it is one of the only things they said that are true. You will not get it the first tries, but donât give up and keep going. Success will come your way, my childâ she nodded her head at you in approval
You nodded your head back and felt a sudden rush of confidence run through you. If Moâat who was honestly one of the strongest people you knew was able to run this clan, so could you.
âYou give me hope Maâ TsahÃkâ you smiled at her gently squeezing her hands âOh please, we discussed this, you can call me grandmotherâ you placed your arms around her for a well needed hug. She tensed before relaxing as she hugged you back with genuine love.
âBesides, I have hopes that there will soon be little ones calling me great grandmotherâ she pulled away with a smirk and hope glistening in her eyes. A blush crept onto your cheek before laughing at what she was implying âYouâre funnyâ
She began walking you towards the makeshift door to exit out of the healing tent as you discussed your plans for tomorrow. Your ikran landing on a nearby cliff after sensing your presence. Before you were able to fully leave Moâat reminded you of something âDonât forget the war party returns tonight, I will not be present but will you able to make sure everyone is in one piece?â
Your eyes widened in realization, Neteyam was returning in a few hours. He had went on a one week hunting trip and you had been missing him like crazy. How could you forget? You figured spending time with Moâat and being occupied your mind had let that slip.
âFuckâ you mumbled. âYes! I can do that donât worry! Iâll see you tomorrow grandmother. Take some rest you deserve itâ you yelled out as you sprinted towards your ikran to go home.
You had spent all day at the healing tent that you had no time to prepare for Neteyamâs return. Even though he told you multiple times that as long as you were there he is more than satisfied and he just needed to be wrapped around you.
However, you were still insistent on setting atleast something up for him, what kind of wife would you be? Neteyam was the best husband any one could ever asked for. Always putting you and others above himself, making several sacrifices and just being overall selfless. So you had no problem with being a little housewife.
Once your ikran had landed at the home that Neteyam literally built for your future family. You felt your body getting excited at his soon to come arrival, you had missed your man dearly and you knew once you were in his arms all your problems will disappear.
âMy love? Iâm homeâ Neteyam called out as he walked through the door. Immediately frowning once he didnât see you, however he did notice several candles lit up so he knew you were home.
Walking towards the candles he also noticed a platter of his favorite foods. A smile emerged on his face he bent down to sit as he waited for you since he was sure you would reveal yourself any second. His guess was correct as you slowly appeared in the makeshift door way of your home in a newly made outfit âWelcome home handsomeâ
Neteyamâs ears perked up at the sound of your voice and your scent. Turning around to finally have a look as his eyes widened. Your azure skin was complimented by green and blue jewels. Your loincloth and top were scattered with them, along with small purple crystals dangling from the pieces. Your cleavage was on display just for him but also not enough in order to tease him. You took your braids out so your hair had the most perfect waves which was a style you knew Neteyam adored.
The forest inspired outfit you had done left him completely star struck. You were the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on, and you were all for him. He was so in awe of you he didnât even notice you were now sat next to him until you said something.
âHandsome you alright? Welcome homeâ you placed a hand on his cheek before placing a gentle but loving kiss on his lips. He decided to make a move by tilting his head to deepen the kiss, slickly sliding his tongue once you let out a small gasp into his mouth. You giggled into the kiss at his antics causing him to giggle with you before he playfully bit your lip with a smirk.
The two of you leaned away to finally look into the otherâs eyes. His eyes were full with so much love you swore they wouldâve burst. âHi beautifulâ he rubbed your cheek softly. You nuzzled your face into his hand with a contented sigh finally feeling at peace.
Your gaze met his as a sigh left his mouth. âWhat is it?â you lifted your head. He stared at you not saying anything. You started becoming nervous under his gaze and debated whether this was too much or not. You were about to speak up about his behavior until he beat you to it.
âYouâre just soâ he paused to take another moment to admire you âso so beautifulâ his voice lowered as his eyes trailed downwards. A heat started to spread across your cheeks as you smiled at him.
For he rest of the night the two of you caught up on everything. He explained how he made several successful kills during the hunt leading to you giving him kisses in reward as you praised him. On the other hand, you came clean to him about how your tsahÃk training was actually going. He could tell you were very stressed out, encouraging you to take your time and not worry because he will be by your side every step of the way.
Your mind was racing with thoughts as Neteyam peacefully slept on your chest. The two of you cuddled up on your shared bed. After talking for a few hours, time caught up to Neteyam and his tiredness consumed him. You were very understanding and insisted on him getting some rest, even including yourself by laying with him.
But as time went on you couldnât help but think about the time he was gone. How many nights you were forced to fall asleep without a release. As you debated with yourself on what to do, your mind eventually came to a conclusion. Trying to be as quiet as possible, you gently pushed Neteyam of you, still beside him so he wouldnât wake up, while slowly trailing your hand down your loincloth.
You were so close. The pit of your stomach tightening more and more with each flick to your clit. It was like you were running to the finish line in slow motion, yet almost there. In just a couple of seconds that knot would finally snapped and you would be stress free. Which is what you desperately needed.
So caught up in your own bliss you didnât realize the movement from beside you, right when your core was at its peak your fingers stopped at what you heard, losing your hard worked orgasm.
âWhat are you doing?â Neteyam asked in a quiet voice staring at the side of your face. Your heart physically stopped and dropped for a second. Eywa please say this was just a dream, but no, this was actually a nightmare.
You heard shuffling next to you and finally got the courage to look over at him only to be met with a blank stare âGo âhead, continueâ he licked his lips looking you up and down
You shook your head as frustrated tears filled your eyes. He chuckled before looking down in disbelief âNah, you wanted to touch yourself right? So finish before I do it for youâ
At his words you swore your orgasm wouldâve just shot right out of you despite no physical contact, his words just had that affect on you. You bit your lip in anticipation as you pulled your hand away from your pussy and spread your legs further
âPleaseâ you whimpered looking up at him desperately. âPlease what baby?â his head tilted as he caressed your cheek lovingly. âTouch meâ you whispered dragging his other hand down to your now dripping cunt. He snarled before cupping your pussy while slightly grinding his palm against your throbbing clit.
âOh Iâm gonna do more than touch you, just waitâ he smiled before leaning over to kiss a trail across your stomach. Your breath hitched, you were in for it now. âNeteyamâ you whined as his lips got more aggressive on your skin. âA week without my attention and you just donât know how to act, huh?â he shook his head. Your breath got caught in your throat âThatâs not trueâ your voice was barely a whisper.
âItâs not? Over here touchinâ yourself while iâm sleeping right there. You wanted to get caught, didnât you yawne?â he hovered over you
âMaybeâ you bit your lip seductively as the excitement of all of this grew inside of you
He dragged a finger along your slit, gathering up some already built up slick. âAll you gotta do is think âbout me huh?â he asked looking up at you. âAnd look at youâ you replied cheeky with a lopsided grin. Deciding to be bold, you grabbed onto his hand to press it against your soaked pussy.
âThis is what you do to me Neteyamâ you moved his hand up and down slowly as wet sounds started filling up the room. He growled as he inhaled your scent âdirty girlâ
You laughed breathless as your previous orgasm slowly approached you again. Neteyam, being an expert in your body language already knew this as he continued to watch you, allowing you to use him for pleasure. Itâs what you been doing while he was away anyways.
He licked his lips before trailing kisses all over your body. Starting from your cheek, to your neck, then your chest and as he moved downwards his kisses became more aggressive on your stomach. Each time a kiss ended a âpopâ would be heard.
You gasped when his slender finger suddenly slipped in, a smirk on his face. He curled his finger at the perfect angle, hitting that squishy spot inside of you that he knew always drove you crazy.
âOh! Iâm so closeâ you whimpered within seconds. Neteyam helping you reach your peak with ease. âGo âhead, let it outâ he sloppily kissed your clit. At the much needed contact your orgasm flowed right through you. Your mouth opened as a silent scream left you.
âYeah, yeah make that pussy squirt for meâ he spoke lowly rubbing your puffy clit at a fast pace to work you through your orgasm. âTeyamâ you whined trying to close your thighs around his hand.
âUnt unt, no, weâre not doneâ he sat up looking down at you. Your eyes widened as you watched his hands move towards his loincloth to untie it. You inhaled a deep breath at the sight of his cock now in your view. He loosened his loincloth completely as it was now pooled at the bottom of thighs, removing it entirely and throwing it across the room.
âYouâve been so, so greedy. Tell me, do you want it slow or for me to fuck you like Iâve been dying to do?â his voice came out raspy as he placed lighthearted kisses against your neck.
Your body stiffened, your words getting stuck in your throat as you didnât know what to say. âI-I- just need you Teyam. So badâ you whined.
âHow bad baby?â his eyes met yours as he stroked his cock directly in front of your warm sex. His bottom lip was trapped between his teeth, a wet sound could be heard from the amount of pre cum gathered on his tip. You were so incredibly turned on by him, your body proving that as your cunt clenched around nothing.
âSo bad, I want-need you to destroy me.â you ran your hands across his chest. âFuck me until i have nothing left to give, stuff me to the brim, I want it all, I can take it. Iâll be your good girl, I promiseâ and if he wasnât already turned on by just the pure sight of you the words that left your mouth was enough for him to slide his dick inside of you.
The both of you let out long moans at the familiar feeling. Having to be away from each other for a long period of time was hard, but now you guys were together, intertwined.
âFuuuckkâ he moaned looking down at the source of pleasure. You whined and brought your legs to wrap around his waist, bringing him closer to place kisses all over his face.
âIâm all yours, all yoursâ you whispered in his ear before kissing it gently
âYeah? Youâre all mine? Say that shit againâ
âIâm all yours neteyamâ a whine leaving your mouth as he grinded on top of you creating the perfect amount of friction
He purred quietly at your words, nuzzling the side of his face into yours and bringing you into a much needed kiss. Causing you to mumble against his lips âI love youâ
âI love you moreâ he placed his hands onto your hips. âYou gonna let me fuck you? Youâre gonna be good and take it right? he sat up to look down at you.
You pushed your hips up, hoping to answer his question. Circling your hips to feel some friction as he bottomed out inside of you, smirking at him.
Finally feeling satisfied with your response, he started to move. âShitâ he groaned as he felt your sticky walls contract around him. He smirked at your not so slick antics before starting to thrust inside of you. Your whines started to fill up the room along with quiet slapping noises. âOh Neteyam!â you moaned out scratching his back.
âI been waiting to fuck you for so long baby, Iâm right hereâ he growled in your ear, placing one of his hands on your hips to steady his harsh thrusts.
You started letting out soft moans feeling him go deeper and deeper, your juices making it easier for him to hit spots inside of you only he could reach.
You screamed as his hands made its way behind your thighs to hold them up in the air. Taking this as a sign, your hands replaced his as you now held onto the back of your thighs. âGood girlâ he mumbled drilling his dick inside of you
âMhm, dick- so, so good, yes!â you babbled out complete nonsense but he knew what you were trying to say. âThis dick is just soooo good, huh?â he chuckled teasingly
His pace was becoming almost painful but in the most pleasurable way possible as he continued fucking you relentlessly. Pushing your thighs all the up so they were pressed firmly against your chest. Completely folding you just the way he wanted, not having any mercy on you or your poor cunt.
The most obscene sounds consuming the room, all that could be heard is skin slapping, your fucked out screams and his grunts.
âUgh, donât stop! Right there, Oh right there!â you whimpered as he jackhammered your pussy
âIâm not gonna stop my love, this pussy is way too goodâ he mumbled rolling his hips into you as his thrusts became sloppy. You felt your stomach tightening and your cunt clenching rapidly as a signal you were close.
âYouâre gonna make me cumâ you moaned as you held onto him for dear life. he reached down to be face to face with you before whispering in your ear âThen cum my loveâ
At his words you completely let go with a scream as you threw your head back. Your orgasm leaked out of you making your privates even wetter. You werenât embarrassed per say, but every time this happens you kind of shy away from it. Neteyam on the other hand never did and he found it so attractive, he was the only one who got you like this.
âWe made a mess babyâ he smirked before looking down between your bodies. âI knowâ your cheeks heated up and you looked up away from him. âNah, donât be shy nowâ he laughed at you before leaning up to pull out of you, he assumed you were tired and wanted to call it quits, but oh your man just had no idea how badly you really needed him.
Within a couple of seconds, he was laid out on his back with you hovering over him. Your plump lips slightly swollen from the amount of kisses and moaning, the tits that he loved so much on a perfect eye level so he could trail his tongue around your sensitive nipples, your slim waist that he loved so much, fuck. you were truly a goddess on display.
âYouâre so sexyâ you moaned biting your lip as you rubbed your sensitive clit on his abs making them tense. Not that he was completely on soft anyways, but now he was rock hard again.
âDonât play with me babe, if you wanna do something then do itâ he smirked at you before he placed his bottom lip between his teeth. You smiled at him with pure adoration before reaching behind you to grab his wet cock to line it up with your drenched hole.
Sinking down onto him with a contented sigh, the familiar feeling of his dick filling you up once again. Light moans from you and Neteyam filling up the hut. A hum from Neteyam catching your attention, his head firm against the pillow as his mouth slowly formed in an âOâ shape.
You felt your insides tingling knowing you were the reason because of that, bringing him pleasure. Catching him out of a trance you rolled your pelvis against his, his tip kissing your g spot perfectly.
âBabyâ he whispered lowly as his eyes were hooded as he looked at you. âYes?â You smiled bringing a hand to his neck up to his cheek. âCâmonâ he impatiently moved your hips back and forth signaling what he wanted
With a proud smirk on your face, you made sure your knees were placed firmly beside his hips while perching yourself on your tippy toes for balance. âReady?â you adjusted to his size
âAlwaysâ he cockily bit his lip and closed his eyes as he began to relax while you fucked him. Gathering up the confidence, you pushed your hips up until his throbbing tip was the only thing inside of you before slamming back down.
A loud moan left the both of you. You looked at Neteyam through your lashes; his eyes slightly rolling to the back of his head, he was enjoying this. Repeating the same action, each time a perfect stroke against your g spot causing you to cry out and drip. After gaining some rhythm with your hips, you were riding him like there was no tomorrow.
âHmm, oh my goshâ you moaned loudly throwing your head back as you slammed down onto him harder, the pleasure consuming all parts of your body and you didnât want it to stop. âSo fucking- ughâ he was cut off when you started to circle your hips.
You leaned forward placing your hands beside his head as you placed your mouth by his ear. He smiled up at you before putting a hand on your lower back. Deciding to be bold, you moved your hips in a specific motion which led to his eyes widening in realization.
âTold you Iâm all yours babyâ you whined in his ear as you continued spelling his name with your hips
He placed a hard spank on your ass, a chuckle leaving his lips âDamn right you are, no one is ever fucking you the way I do right?â
You let out a moan once his hips roughly thrusted towards yours, him meeting your thrust more than half way. âAnswer meâ he demanded forcing your hips up and down. âN-no!â your voice shook as your guts got played in
âNeteyaaamâ you moaned as your legs were starting to give out from his harsh thrusts. âGonna cum, hm?â he trialed his thick tongue around your perky nipples, a bolt of electricity running through you due to the amount of pleasure.
âYes! Yes please let me cumâ you begged placing your hands on his shoulders. âI was never gonna deny you release babyâ he laughed at your vulnerable state, clearly amused at how much you really needed him to fuck some brain cells back into you.
âMhm, turn aroundâ he moaned giving your ass a hard smack before gripping it gently. You gave him a smirk before placing your hands on his chest for balance while getting off of him. Turning around, making sure to give him a perfect view, your round ass on display just for him along with your slick pussy lips. He moaned at the sight before placing another firm slap on the flesh.
You giggled while sliding back on his thick cock that was desperately waiting for your dripping cunt âMy ass is gonna fall off with how much you smack itâ
âI donât give a fuck, itâs mine right?â he smiled behind your back while gripping the flesh tightly with both hands. âObsessedâ you mumbled before leaning forward to place your hands on his knees for balance as you began going crazy on top of him.
âYeah put it on me, juuuuusst like thatâ he moaned watching your ass ripple against his pelvis. âOh! Mhm, I- FUCK!â you screamed using all your force to slam down onto him. Your eyes crossing as his warm sack met your clit.
âDamn mamaâ Neteyam looked in awe as strings of your juices started to create lines all over your privates; moans getting louder as the both of you approached your peaks.
âIâm gonna fucking cumâ your voice getting higher after each word from every thrust into your core. âS-Same time babyâ he stuttered holding onto your hips as the knot in his stomach finally unraveled.
His seed flowing through you was enough to trigger your own orgasm as you let go on top of him. Your guysâ cum now mixed together pooled all over each otherâs thighs.
Your breathing slowly became steady as your legs staggered while trying to get off of him. âLet me help youâ a raspy voice was heard behind you. However, it wasnât long until you were set up face down ass up.
âYouâre actually trying to kill meâ you muttered turning your head to look back at Neteyam. âKill the catâ he winked at you while playing with your swaying tail.
You bit back a smile before pushing your ass back onto him; making sure to hold eye contact with him the whole time. An obvious smirk on your lips as you teased him.
You were caught off guard by a stinging pain on your right cheek. âYou know what-â you started before being caught off by a harsh thrust into your cunt.
Neteyam set a merciless rhythm from the beginning. He was determined to have you worn out by the end of this round, wanting you to sleep real good in his arms tonight which is right where you belonged.
âNETEYAM!â you screamed plunging your face into the sheets as you gripped onto them tightly causing your knuckles to turn white. âI really wish you could see this babyâ he groaned watching himself go in and out
âOh great mother! Yes!â you moaned as he impaled you from behind; another orgasm quickly approaching unsurprisingly. âYeah? You wanna see this too right?â he gripped your hips
âMhm, baby pleaseâ you didnât know what you were saying please for but both of you had an idea that you just didnât want him to stop. He laughed âMaybe next time I should just take one of those cameras then, could just make our own movie, so every time Iâm away youâll have something. Keep you in check of exactly who this pussy belongs toâ
You moaned loudly at his words and clenched around him tightly as you came on him for the third time tonight. âThatâs what the fuck Iâm talking âbout!â he bit his bottom lip; tugging on your hair to lift you up.
Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as his pace increased. With every firm thrust he sent you he smashed against your sweet spot that had you trembling âI-I caaanâtâ
âYou can take it though right? Wanna be big and bad every other timeâ he mumbled under his breath now rolling his hips into you; his pace changing to slow but deeper
âToo bigâ you whispered as your thighs shook. He bit his lips admiring your form before planting kisses all over your back âI want you to think of everything I just did to you the next time you touch yourself, you hear me?â
You nodded your head letting out a soft moan âBabeee, I canât stop cumming, feel so full, feels so fucking goodâ
He soothed your cries with a gentle rub on your ass to calm you âI got you, just let it out, you been good like you promisedâ
âI love you, Neteyam! I love you soo muchâ you sobbed as he picked up his pace again in attempt to make both of you guys cum. His dick bullying its way all throughout your stomach, hitting all of the right places.
âI love you sooo much more, beautiful. Cum all over this dick, you deserve itâ he spoke softly tightening his grip on your hair.
You came with a cry of his name, your jaw dropping as pleasure washed over you for the fifth time in a row. Your body slowly giving up on you, but a smile was plastered on your face as you got what youâve desperately been wanting.
âShiiitâ he whimpered as your juices ran down your body getting his cock wetter than before; the position you were in not helping at all as he looked down before suddenly busting his load inside of you.
You hummed in satisfaction as you rolled your hips back towards his still ones, letting the moment die down peacefully. As exhaustion washed over the both of you, it was time to cuddle up. Neteyam got up to go across the room to clean you up with gentleness and care. You even cleaned him up aswell leading to you guys being extra lovey dovey with one another.
The two of you were inseparable. Now finally settled in your shared home, in bed, peacefully. Your queues now connected together as you guys let your minds speak to each other, letting the other know how much they were loved.
In the end it was all worth itâŠ
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poolside (sugar daddy!javi gutierrez x f!reader) 18+
kofi | um i literally wrote this in an hour?????? idk where it even came from but basically han @swiftispunk had to walk home in a blizzard today and i felt she deserved something warm to enjoy while she bundles up. who woulda thought this would be my first fic of 2024? anyway this is loosely based off this drabble by han and.. dare i say... exists in the same universe? in my brain lmao
summary: just some fun by the pool with sugar daddy!javi
rating: 18+ explicit
warnings: blowjobs, deepthroating, brief ball worship, daddy kink, unprotected p in v sex, creampie, bad google translate spanish, sweat
word count: 1.5k
You've been thinking about it all morning, and that's no exaggeration. The second you'd awoken the thought had been there in the back of your mind, although quieted almost immediately by your alarm and the rush to get ready for the day. It had returned in the bathroom as you'd brushed your teeth, again at breakfast when you'd scarfed down a banana, and now, as you sip your ice-cold cocktail underneath the hot Majorcan sun, the thought is there again.
Only this time, you can't hold it back.
"Can I be honest about something?"
The words tumble past your lips much faster than anticipated, garbled by anxiety and the deafening humidity of the warm summer day. For a few seconds you think - god, he's gonna ask me to repeat it - but thankfully, Javi turns to you from the lounge chair on your right side with a kind smile and those sparkling eyes you've already grown so accustomed to. Your nervousness dissipates almost immediately.
"Of course you can," he says, tilting his head back against the soft cushion, "You can tell me anything, mi amor."
You bite your lip, avoiding eye contact as you softly murmur, "Well I know we haven't really established all our rules yet, but, um -" your eyes fall unconsciously to his striped speedo, "I'd really like to give you a blowjob."
The speed at which his eyebrows go up is almost comical, sunglasses drooping off the end of his nose as his cocktail freezes in mid-air on its way to his mouth. He stares at you for a few seconds with fluttering lashes, words bubbling in his throat but never actually passing his lips. You stifle a giggle.
"Would that be okay?" you ask quietly, shyly, though you already know from his reaction that it's more than okay. You just want to hear him say it.
With an almost shaky hand he places his drink on the table between your chairs and sits up a bit, long tan legs stretching out against the length of the chair. He pushes his glasses up, as if trying to hide his clearly excited expression from you - trying to play it cool, as best he can. Adorable.
"Yes," he finally states, voice cracking slightly, "Yes, that would be okay."
In seconds you've lifted from your spot beside him to kneel down alongside his chair, hand immediately reaching for the waistband of his speedo. His shirt rides up as he positions himself accordingly, and you can see sweat dripping from the hair on his tummy down into his pubic hair. You start to salivate.
His cock is only semi-hard, taken by surprise at your sudden request, but you think it's cute. You tug down the speedo as best you can, exposing him entirely, his heavy balls slipping out of their confinement. With no hesitation you lean down and nuzzle your nose against each one, inhaling his delicious musk and smiling when you feel his hand immediately cup the back of your head. Oh, he likes that.
You open your mouth and carefully tug one of his balls into your mouth as best you can, soft and sensitive against your tongue. He lets out a shaky moan and you peer up to see him tilting his head back again; you can't tell if he's looking at you, eyes covered by his sunglasses, but you don't mind. You start to suckle carefully, tongue swirling all along the tender area before releasing it with a pop and enveloping the second one in the same manner. His fingers tighten slightly in your hair and you smirk.
"Do you like getting your balls sucked, daddy?" you ask quietly after freeing your mouth again.
"Y-yes," he says through another moan as you begin to lap at them with your tongue, wet with your saliva and his sweat, "Yes, mi amor. D-daddy likes that."
You pull your face back and feel yourself throb when you see how much his cock has grown, already at full size just from having his balls played with. You nudge the base with your nose, closing your eyes as you let it trail up and down, up and down, and then repeating the same pattern with your tongue. He tastes like saltwater and you salivate even more.
"Oh, fuck," he groans somewhere above you, thumb stroking the spot behind your ear, "AsÃ, corazón."
His Spanish - its meaning still mostly unbeknownst to you - spurs you on, and you reach your hand down to carefully lift his cock from his belly and slip it past your lips. His mushroom head is soft and already leaking, salty-sweet on your tongue as you moan around its width and take it further into your mouth. Already dying to have him in your throat, you push downwards and allow almost his entire length to fill you up, your eyes rolling back at the sensation.
"Oh," he whimpers out, thighs trembling beneath you, "Mi amor..." His nails dig lightly into your scalp and you feel your pussy throb again.
Breathing carefully through your nose, you sink your mouth down until your lips kiss the base of his cock, his pubic hair crowding your face. You inhale deeply and moan again, thighs rubbing together as he pulses in your throat. After a few seconds you pull off, spluttering a bit but wiping your mouth and going back in for more almost immediately. He groans above you, watching as you deepthroat his thick cock with barely any inhibitions whatsoever.
"N-need to be inside you," he murmurs suddenly, fingers brushing through your hair with an urgency that wasn't there before.
"You are inside me," you whisper as you pull off his cock, only to capture it in your mouth a few seconds later and stuff your throat with his length again.
"No, eso no es lo que quiero decir," his words are already mush, and you wouldn't understand even if he'd spoken them in English. When you don't respond, only suckle around the warm appendage in your throat, he finally manages to groan, "Up here, hermosa, please. Daddy needs your pussy."
Fuck.
If he'd asked you any other way, you might not have listened, especially when the rules for your dynamic still have yet to be completely laid out. But just hearing him say that again...
"Okay, daddy," you mumble around the head of his cock, letting it plop from your lips and smack wetly against his belly. You stand up and waste no time in tugging your bikini bottoms down, tossing them to the side and climbing into his lap. Your pussy is warm and sticky against his bare skin, throbbing above his belly button in quick pulses.
"Lift up," he practically hisses through his teeth, reaching down and holding his cock at attention while you do as he says. A moment later you're sheathing his thick length inside your heat, soft whimpers escaping your lips as you sink down. "That's it, mi amor," he groans, "Perfecta."
You already know you're not going to last, and he seems to feel the same. The humidity of the air pushes down on your sweaty bodies, your hands coming down to press firmly against his chest as you start to ride his cock up and down. You finger the buttons of his shirt, pulling them apart to access the skin beneath; in turn, he reaches up and pulls your bikini top down under your breasts with one finger, exposing them to him as you start to bounce.
He's so fucking thick, so deep and hot and wet and perfect. Your brow furrows as you quicken your pace, eyes coming up to meet his sunglasses, and - without asking - you reach forward and take them off. He's looking right at you, eyes still sparkling, watching your every movement - watching you bounce up and down on his cock. It's enough to make you come.
And you do, a high keening sound falling from your mouth as you fall forward against his chest and let your orgasm take over, limbs loose and shaky. His arms wrap around you, hold you firm against his body as he takes your hips and lifts you up and down without any effort, keeping your pace steady on his cock.
"That's it, mi amor," he murmurs to you softly, movements frantic now, fast and desperate, "Hold on to me."
He doesn't need to ask - you're already wrapping your arms around his neck and breathing haggardly against the warmth of his chest as he fucks into you. It only takes a few more lifts of your hips for him to explode inside of you, cum hot and thick against your walls, filling you up. You squeak out another breathless moan and bury your face in his sun-kissed skin.
He keeps you there on his cock for a few moments, both of you catching your breaths as he strokes your bare skin up and down, up and down, listening to the chirps of birds in nearby trees and the faint splash of pool water. It's so peaceful.
"Thank you, daddy," you tell him softly.
"No, hermosa," he pants out, nose brushing the crown of your head as he presses a kiss to your hair, "Thank you."
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in a moment you and i
kim minji x fem!reader ; angst, fluff
synopsis: minji has two side hustles, one of them is swinging around the city and saving people and the other is admiring you from afar. little does she know, youâre also admiring her -- not that you're aware of it.
warnings: minji is spiderwoman!! and really just a nerd under that suit ; a very pretty, oblivious, adorable nerd ; blood and violence ; pining, slowburn kinda ; ending is a lil rushed and pacing is wack imo (sooory) ; wtv else i didnât mention
a/n: i think its funny how she's mj (minji) but spiderwoman in this anyways I kekeke lmao lol ijbol thinking ab her in those fuckass (adorable beautiful amazing lovely cute) black frames,,,
kim minji might just be one of the smartest students in her class â sheâs also the sleepiest one these days.
she is two seconds away from falling asleep in class because some people canât seem to go a second without breaking the law, and the only web-slinging person who can stop them is her.
why would anyone break into ador labs at two in the morning on a weekday? because of this, minji had to spring out of bed in the dead of night, battling a gang of thieves for nearly two exhausting hours. by the time she had webbed them to the wall, called the police, and swung back home, she only had three hours before she had to be up again.
she even got pestered by hanni for taking so long while she waited outside the house. the younger girl had to wait a few extra minutes because minji had woken up late, itâs not like she wanted to lose a few hours of sleep. when she explained to hanni why she had applied concealer on the walk to school (hanni had been the first to know about everything going on with her and why her hands were sticking to everything the day after her little spider incident), the younger girl nodded and relented.
minjiâs eyelids grow heavier with each blink, and soon enough they donât open again as she falls asleep on her palm. minjiâs already caught up with this unit, it wonât hurt to sleep a bit anyway â just a few minutes.
a few minutes fades into twenty and her head falls to her forearm in the middle of her nap.
âright, that wraps up class for today everyone. chapter thirteen is your homework, weâll have a small quiz next class on it.â mr. lee says right as the bell rings. he looks over to minji, sighing as everyone starts to pack their bags. âand someone please wake up minji.â
no one seems to hear him, no one but you.
you catch minji near the window in the second row from the front. her hair falls over her face and only her nose pokes out, but you can see a little bit of her eye from where youâre standing. the empty seat hints that danielle isnât here today, usually sheâd be the one to wake minji up.
âhey, iâll catch up with you later, okay?â you say to jungwon, who smiles and nods before rushing out the class.Â
mr. lee doesnât seem to notice minji, too absorbed in something on his laptop and the papers scattered across his desk. you walk over and tap her onceâno response. you try again, with the same result. finally, you lightly grip her shoulder and give her a gentle shake to wake her up.
"huh, what? danielle?" minji mumbles, sitting up and blinking slowly. she turns over, eyes still closed, and fixes her hair. when she finally opens her eyes again, sheâs surprised to see you. her eyes widen slightly, and she feels a surge of nervousness. "oh, y/n."
âmorning!â you grin, then point to the papers and folder on her desk. âyou need help with those? the bell just rang.â
âdid it?â
âyeah, a minute ago.â
minji sighs, fixing the black glasses she has on her face. you look at her, still, with a smile on your face and raised brows.Â
âi donât need help, you should get to class.â
âyou sure? please, i insist.â
âiââ minji wonders if sheâs still dreaming, the l/n y/n is offering her help and smiling at her â kim minji.Â
ever since you two were first paired for a small project in eighth-grade science, sheâs always felt giddy near you. in minjiâs mind, youâre some angel from heaven. she has you on an imaginary pedestal that towers above the tallest buildings in the city. youâre on the tennis team, you volunteer, youâre smart, youâre in student government, and youâre so gorgeous that minji canât think straight around you.Â
unfortunately for her, half the school feels the same way, making you an unattainable fantasy. still, minji admires you from afar, blushing at the mere mention of your name and gushing about you to her friends, who never miss an opportunity to tease her about her obvious crush.
âum, yeah, thanks.â minji mutters, gulping as you begin to put her papers in a stack and place them in her folder neatly.
âdanielle isnât here today, is that right?â
âu-um, no.â
âaw, thatâs a shame.â
minji tries her best to stay sane in your presence, putting all her attention on the psychology textbook that sheâs shoving in her bag. âmhm.âÂ
you hand minji her blue folder adorned with various stickers sheâs collected and she takes it nervously. you smile one more time, placing a hand on her shoulder and she think she might blow up.Â
âyou should get more sleep.â
âyeah, definitely.âÂ
âiâll see you around, bye minji.â you wave your hand and turn to leave, minjiâs lips part as she stays stuck in place, trying to regain her composure.
â
âdude, you have likeâ three classes with her. are you ever going to make a move orâŠ?âÂ
hanniâs voice is small and faint as she looks at you from across the lobby. the bell has just rung, and everyone is free to leave, but hanni and minji always wait for their two underclassmen theyâve basically adopted to hang out after school.
âhm?â
the younger girl groans, âcâmon, weâre seniors! just stop thinking and go do something! youâve liked her for years.â
âsheâs probably not even gay! sheâs always with jungwonâŠâ
âthey look like friends to me.â hanni crosses her arms and looks over at you. youâre in a little group with jimin, ningning, and wonyoung, conversing with them and giggling here and there. âsheâs not even with jungwon right now.â
âthatâsâ oh my god, be real.â minji sighs, then turns away to look at hanni dead in the eye. âi unironically take pictures for the yearbook and am in the book club. i donât know, iâm not eye catching or known or fucking drool worthy.â
âgirl, change that then!â
hyein and haerin walk over to the upperclassmen to see them bickering again. hyein butts in, stepping into minjiâs personal space. âwhatâs the argument this time?â
âminjiâs lovergirl.â
âahhh, iâll pay you ten dollars if you ask her out.â
âiâm not taking your money hyein.â minji pinches the bridge of her nose, then starts to trudge away. âletâs go, it doesnât matter. iâm hungry and i have less than an hour before i need to start editing the layout for the yearbook.â
the group starts to walk out the entrance, but not before minji gets teased and grilled again. little does minji know, youâre glancing at her the whole time. your eyes follow her as she rolls her eyes and playfully punches hanni in the shoulder. for some reason, the corners of your lips turn up in a smile.
â
a few days later, minji finds herself battling an idiot who decided to scale the side of the ador building. civilians are screaming, and some are injured, but minji swiftly moves them to safety.Â
the culprits wield various weapons, forcing minji to dodge bricks left and right. pieces of debris fly at her, nearly hitting her limbs, and she ends up with a small cut on her cheekbone.Â
she manages to fend off two of the three culprits, webbing them against a broken wall while dealing with the last one. this guy has good aim and manages to throw a huge piece of the building at her leg, making her wince in pain.
shit, thatâs going to bruise.Â
minji grunts as she catches the piece of the building that had hit her â mid air with her web â and flings it back at the man, hitting him right in the torso and knocking him out.Â
she slings her web toward the building and leaps, sticking herself to the wall. she takes a few moments to recover, pressing a finger to her face and feeling the blood trickle from the small cut. minji sighs, wiping her face before webbing the criminals together in a way that will make the police's job easier.
(even if theyâre not very fond with spiderwoman.)
minji has a sharp sense of awareness; her reflexes and attention to the smallest details give her a kind of sixth sense. still, she doesnât notice you observing the whole scene from afar.
you had been in the building next door for tennis practice but immediately stopped when you heard the commotion. seeing the vigilante in blue made your jaw drop and your eyes shine with admiration. the way spiderwoman handled the situation left you more than just amazed. you found it incredibly intriguing how she could swing around and fight so fluidly.
âwoah.â you say in awe, eyes following spiderwoman as she swings away.
âyouâre obsessed with her,â jungwon sighs, âbut holy shit that was crazy.â
âsheâs so cool.â
âdoesnât your dad⊠hate her?â he questions, making you bite your lip.
your dad was one of the higher-ranking officers in the police force, so everything spiderwoman did reached you through himâjust in a more negative light. heâd complain about the âmessesâ and âdamageâ she left behind, and you had to hold yourself back from defending her. you found spiderwoman endearing, considering she put her life on the line and was probably a normal person with responsibilities and things to do, yet she took the time to protect others.
of course, your father had the same goals: protecting the city, safeguarding the people, and creating a safer community. he did his best to achieve this, often catching criminals with his impressive skills, but his idea of fighting crime never really aligned with spiderwomanâs methods. you seemed to favor spiderwomanâs actions a little more, considering youâd put much more threatening people down and your dad was always holding some grudge. heâs just too stubborn to understand, really.
âitâs whatever, i mean, can he do that?â
âokay but heâs a cop y/n. spiderwoman is literally some unknown person with powers that could harm others if she decides to go rogue.â
âwhy do you always think about the bad?â you groan, then return to the court. you grab a tennis ball, bouncing it up and down before catching it. âsheâs doing a lot, all sheâs done is help the cops ever since sheâs been public to the eye. itâs not her fault journalists are trying to shame her. you sound like my dad⊠gross.â
jungwon scoffs amusingly, âif your dad knew how you really felt⊠iâd love to watch that unfold.â
âshut up, why are you invested in my dadâs beef with spiderwoman and not getting a boyfriend.â
âand when are you going to stop fangirling over a masked woman that can shoot webs out her wrist.â
you throw the tennis ball in your hand up, then swing aggressively, catching jungwon off guard and making him jump to the side. he looks at you with a confused expression, you simply shake your head.
âlet a girl do what she wants.â
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minji shows up to school sore and thereâs a bandage on her cheek from the night before. she groans as she sits next to hanni in their english class, leaning against her for support.
âdude, what the hell is up with you.â
âa piece of building and fighting for half an hour thatâs what.â
âoh.â hanni hums, âsorry to hear.âÂ
âitâs your fault.â
âhey!â hanni frowns.
hanni is one to experiment, and a month ago her victim had been a spider. she had tested various methods of enhancing the spiders abilities and modifying its dna to create an adhesive for the science fair, and unfortunately for minji, the spider had escaped and bit her. minji simply wanted to find a few beakers for her own experiment, the last thing she expected was a spider biting her hand and the next day she didnât need glasses, her body was toned, she could lift her bed up with a hand â and the worst surprise was her fingers were sticking to everything she picked up.
âwell, if you had been more carefulâŠâ
âdonât turn this around.â minji sighs, closing her eyes and trying to rest a bit.
her eyes are still closed when she hears a familiar voice that makes her heart flutter, opening them when you start to converse with wonyoung.
âmy mom works at ador, i canât believe spiderwoman had saved herâŠâ wonyoung says.
âreally? she did?â you look at her, itching for more details.
âyeah, she almost fell to the ground and spiderwoman saved her.â she repeats.
âwow⊠im glad sheâs okay! oh my gosh, your mom is so lucky, im glad spiderwoman was there.â
minji turns to look at you, fighting back a smile. she is?
âiâd love to be saved by spiderwoman, she seems so cool⊠like, imagine willingly saving people and whatnot. she must be such great person, right?â
you watch wonyoung shrug, then sit down at her desk. you sit down next to her and she starts to take her folder out her bag before adding, âi mean, probably. she saved my mom, sheâs a hero in my eyes.â
âsheâs so coolâŠâ you sigh dreamily, minji canât believe it. âthe way she fights is like, oh my god, so sick. i canât believe sheâs real, sheâs out of this world.â
you, y/n, are talking highly of spiderwoman. that basically means youâre gushing about her, right? minji blinks three times, fully waking up after the third, and smiles to herself.Â
wonyoung snickers, âsounds like you have a crush on spiderwoman.â
âstop that! sheâs just⊠ugh.â you roll your eyes and nudge wonyoung. âsheâs so admirable, i wish more people would see her as a hero, you know? sheâs only done good so far, all the damage and stuff like that only happened because of the people she fought.â
minji might die â her heart feels like it's about to burst. you're on the same wavelength as her, defending spiderwoman, and you admire her too. the way you smile while talking about her alter ego makes minji feel giddy inside. hanni notices, rolls her eyes, and sets her head down on the desk, trying to catch a few extra minutes of sleep while minji revels in the feeling of being in love. hanni might barf.
wonyoung smiles at you, raising her brows. âyouâre a fan.â
âmaybe.â you admit, looking at the board in front of you. âsheâs so cool, thatâs all.â
â
minjiâs sat outside in the courtyard looking through the pictures she had taken for the archery team. thereâs a variety of shots that capture their activities, highlighting their form and bullseyes, and there are a few group pictures in the mix as well.
her eyes are squinting as she looks through them, so focused on the photos that she doesnât notice someone calling her name.
"hey, minji," you call out, but sheâs still hunched over, intently focused on her camera. you walk over, and she doesnât notice you, too absorbed in adjusting the settings. gently, you grab the front of her cap and turn it around, making it sit backward on her head. startled, she looks up from the camera in her hand to see you. "hi," you greet again, a smile spreading across your lips.
minjiâs cheeks flush. âhi, hey. did you need something?â
âyeah, i just wanted to ask a favor.âÂ
âoh, of course, what was it?â
you sit down next to her and she feels herself stiffen up. you smile at her and lean against the table behind you. âwell, i was wondering if you could help take pictures for the tennis team? we have a practice and game coming up so i figured theyâd be good on the yearbook. also, jungwon wanted to ask you to help him promote a fundraiser he wants to set up.â
âhe did?â
you nod, âjungwonâs been planning this for a while, weâre trying to set it up and do a bake sale of some sort.â
âiâm down, but iâm booked for this week. a lot of people have been asking around, and my friends have priority, you know.â
a giggle slips from your lips and you point to her camera. âwell, who wouldnât ask you? youâre the best photographer here, last years yearbook was amazing because they switched heeseung out for you.â
âyou think?â
âi know.â
minji stops for a second, it feels like sheâs being squeezed and the way you look at her makes her heart beat a little faster.Â
ât-thanks.â minji hates the small stutter in her response and the way she avoids your gaze. âi can um, arrange something next wednesday for the tennis team. for jungwonâs fundraiser maybe the same week, what was it for anyway?â
"weâre trying to raise money to support others in places that donât have equal care for the lgbtq+ community!" you explain excitedly. minji freezes up again. we? no, maybe you're just an ally; minji canât just assume. you're really sweet, kind, and a great person, but that doesnât mean you're gay just because you want to help others.
âthatâs wonderful.âÂ
âmhm, and especially with so many people getting hurt these days, it worries me how people in my own community deal with unequal healthcare, you know?â
minji tilts her head, then says, âwait, your community?â
you look at her with confusion all over you. âyeah! mine. minji, you know im⊠a lesbian, right?â
fireworks explode, people are cheering, and minji smiles before quickly suppressing it. "oh," she says, then pauses, realizing how flat her response sounds. she nearly drops her camera as she raises a hand in defense, shaking it and stuttering, "i-i mean, it's not a bad thing! obviously, i mean, i'm gay, erâi'm a lesbian too. i think it's great that you care so much about this. it's great. yeah, i'll prioritize the shoot for you."
she looks adorable, cheeks flushed and her glasses sliding down her nose. you push them up with your finger and minji clenches her jaw.Â
âgreat.â you say softly, then narrow your eyes at her. âwell, i have to get going for practice. thanks again, youâre the best minji.â
she nods and grips the camera in her hand a little tighter, watching you walk away, then turn around for a brief moment to add,
âyou look really good with your hat like that, by the way.â the way it slips off your tongue, the way you smile once more and walk away, leaves minji feeling like sheâs near cardiac arrest.
â
minjiâs at a mall on a weekend, not to shop or hangout with her friends, but because people think itâs a good idea to try and commit crimes in broad daylight.
theyâre not just normal, stupid shoplifters either; theyâre far from it â near villains. the men sheâs fighting have weapons, and theyâre raiding various tech stores, causing chaos as people run around screaming. the scene is a mess, with extensive property damage, and minji wonders how it will ever get fixed.
she fights four men in the apple store, they chuck phones at her in hopes of slowing her down, but really, itâs just putting good phones to waste. she jumps up on the ceiling, catching them by surprise, and takes them down one by one from where she is. theyâre not difficult to fight, minji had alrieady figured from the whole phone throwing part, so thankfully thereâs isnât a single scratch on her.
a few more stores are terrorized and minji manages to capture at least ten more culprits, webbing them together or sticking them to a wall for the police to find red-handed. sheâs left with a few bruises by then, but nothing too brutal.
minji catches sight of two men in the corner of her eye running toward the metro stop that connects to the mall. she quickly follows, weaving past civilians and using her webs to launch herself ahead, closing the distance faster. she watches as the two men jump the entrance gate to the station. not only did they destroy a decent part of the mall, but they didnât even bother to pay for the metro. they couldâve at least bought a day pass, she thinks wryly.
by the time she gets passed the entrance (she didnât pay either, but in her case itâs to stop crime) and finds herself at a rough stop.
there are three metro lines: red, blue, and yellow â after getting down the stairs there are three directions that they couldâve gone, and minji doesnât have time to check every place considering the metro comes and goes.
sheâs stuck, the only thing she can do is pick one and pray that sheâll find them.
thatâs what she thinks at least, until she hears a woman screaming for help in the direction of the red line. minji swings towards it almost immediately, using her enhanced agility and power to get there as fast as she can.Â
when she reaches the platform, her eyes widen.
the two men hold you, your arms are restricted and youâre desperately trying to squirm out their grasp. minji immediately feels anger bubbling up inside of her, watching the way the men smile at her.
âlet her go.â minji warns, stepping closer.
"how about you relax, spiderwoman? put your hands up, and the girl will be perfectly fine," one of the men sneers, pulling out a dagger and holding it against your neck. your head tilts up, desperately trying to avoid the blade, and your breath shakes as you freeze in place. "wouldn't want to hurt such a pretty little thing, hm? she is one of the captain's daughters, isn't that right?" the man adds, smiling at you disgustingly.
âfuck you.â you curse through gritted teeth. âugly bitch.â
the man presses the flat side of the dagger against you, the frigid feeling of the material makes you gasp.Â
you seemed to have been browsing around the mall, considering the casual outfit you have on, but now, youâre in danger. minji looks at you worried, unable to process much from just seeing you being held back like that. you look at her with upturned brows, scared out of your mind but also worrying just as much for spiderwoman.
minji sighs quickly, thereâs others around as well, she canât risk causing a scene in such a tight space with so much risk of making things worse. she puts her hands up slowly, you widen your eyes.
âfine, i wonât budge. just take that blade away from her, now.â minji says.
the man laughs, and so does his little partner in crime. âwhat, this blade?â he uses the dagger to tilt your head to the side to face him, then grins. âi wouldnât do a thing to such a beauty.â
you fight back a retort, opting to shut yourself up for the time being. the man puts his hand down, taking away the blade from your throat.
âlet her go.â minji orders, looking at you being held back. âshe didnât do anything.â
his partner snickers, then looks at you amusedly before looking back at minji. âyou just stay there and weâll see what happens toââ
before he can answer, you manage to kick him in the back of his knee, throwing him off balance and making him stumble. this gives you a quick opportunity to break free from one man's grip and swing your free hand at the other. you successfully land a blow on the man with the dagger, striking his jaw, but the impact hurts your knuckles, making you inhale sharply.
the men recover as you step away from them, eyeing you angrily.
âyou littleââ
before they can grab you again, you feel something sticking to your back. youâre being pulled backwards and feel an arm wraps around you. turning over, you see spiderwoman up close and in person. the eyes on her mask narrow as she looks at you, then asks,Â
âare you okay?â
you gulp, then breathe hard. âyeah, yes.â
âgood, stay put.â she says.Â
you watch as she runs toward the man you had kicked, delivering a punch to his jaw and another to his stomach, making him fall back with a groan. he lays on the ground, clutching his belly, unable to get up after just two hits. the other man, now frightened, clutches his dagger. you watch as spider-woman slings a web at his chest, pulling him toward her, and then punches him right where you did.
youâre amazed, to say the leastâuntil the man somehow manages to swing his dagger at spiderwomanâs upper forearm, leaving a deep cut. your eyes widen in horror as blood seeps out onto the floor.
she gasps in pain as the man attempts to swing at her shoulder, but she quickly throws him to the ground before he can and shoots a web at his hand, making the dagger fall in the process.
ignoring the pain for a moment, minji traps the men on the dirty platform floor by webbing their limbs to the ground. she kicks the man who had the dagger in the crotch for good measure. people cheer in amazement, applauding her efforts.
however, minjiâs too distracted by the sharp pain from the cut, and that youâre watching.
she turns to see you appalled, walking over to look at her wound closer.
âyouâreâ spiderwoman, youâre hurt.â
âitâs not much,â she lies, shaking her head. âjust a scratch.â
âno, no itâs not donât lie to my face.â you grab her wrist without warning, and even though sheâs spiderwoman at the moment â not kim minji, the girl who can barely make eye contact with you for more than five seconds â sheâs momentarily distracted by the pain and blushing. âiâ are you able to swing places?â
âum, i guess?â the confidence sheâs built for this alter ego has completely washed away in your presence. âwhat are youââ
before she can finish, you fish for a handkerchief in your bag and tie it around the bleeding cut. minji doesnât respond or say anything because a second later youâve grabbed her hand and started running away from the red line platform. civillians watch, but none follow.
you turn to her for a split second as you speed through the corridors to ask, âdo you know where hybe highschool is?â
âyes,â minji says breathily, âexcuse me, y/ââ she catches herself before exposing the fact that she knows you. âmiss, what are youââ
âtake me there, you can swing me, canât you?â
the handkerchief does wonders, or maybe itâs just you. spiderwoman nods. âyeah, yes.â
in a rush of boldness, minji grabs your waist and holds onto you tight, shooting a web up at the ceiling to get the two of you up the big escalator in two seconds, then finds the nearest exit and has you two outside in no time.
âhold on tight, okay? it can be a little scary.â
âi like the thrill, itâs okay.âÂ
minji pauses, catching her breath. âyouâre interesting,â she says, then shoots a web at the nearest building. she jumps up, swinging the two of you through the urban jungle, the city blurring around you as minji finds the quickest route to her school with you clinging onto her.
â
when the two of you reach the school, itâs closed and abandoned since itâs a saturday. why would anyone be on the campus during their off day? in this case, itâs because a pretty girl has led spiderwoman back for a reason she hasnât even said yet.
minji needs to get a grip.
âfollow me,â you say quickly, then grab her hand and run towards the south entrance where the main office and clinic are. ââif youâre ever hurt, just remember this.â
the doors arenât open, but you pull out a keycard from under the mat that unlocks it.Â
you lead her past the office and towards the clinic, which is empty. minji lets you sit her down â youâre too in your head to consider the fact that spiderwoman is sat down with no word uttered because she had simply let you do so â and watches you shuffle around the storage to find a first aid kit, cloth, a bucket, and a bottle of distilled water.
âwhat are you doing?â
âyou have a really deep cut in your forearm, itâs not safe to just let it go.â
âi couldâve seen a doctor.â
you scoff, then sit down next to her. âtheyâd ring the police immediately, you know my dad is a captain? everyone there hates you.â
âoh.â
"yeah, oh." you grab her forearm, unwrapping the handkerchief and cringing at how much blood has soaked through. "jesus christ." you hold her forearm above a bucket, pouring water over the wound to rinse it off. then you grab a soft cloth with disinfectant to clean around the area. the sting makes minji groan. "sorry," you apologize.
"itâs fine," she says quietly, watching you clean around the wound with an alcohol wipe. minji bites back more sounds of painâfor your sake, of course.
the rest of the time you treat her, it's silent. thankfully, the cut isnât severe enough to need stitches. you apply a thin layer of ointment to the wound, then cover it with gauze, wrapping it securely around her forearm to keep it in place. you rub your thumb over the gauze, then look up at spiderwoman.
âdoes it hurt less?â
âyeah,â she says, looking down at her treated cut. âthank you.â
âitâs nothing.â
âwhy did you do it?â
âwhy not?â you shrug, packing up the equipment you used. âyouâre spiderwoman.â
âyou just said the police hate me.â
âthey do.â
âyour dad is a cop.â
âyouâre smart,â you grin at her teasingly as she points out the obvious. âhe is.â
minji sighs, unable to read you at all. âyou donât hate me?â
âi donât have any reason to. most of the time you do their job better, you help out with the more⊠serious crimes. if anything, i think youâre a hero.â
that manages to shut spiderwoman up, so you continue, putting the first aid kit away in the cabinet. then you grab the blood and water mixture and pour it down the sink. you rinse the bucket and place it on the ground before tossing the empty water bottle into the trash.
minji cannot believe any of this happened. you, the prettiest, sweetest girl in the school that sheâs been head over heels for since grade eight, have managed to drag a vigilante five minutes away to your school and treat her.
âhow are you so good with stuff like this?â minji questions, watching you wash your hands.Â
âmy aunt is a nurse.â you dry off your hands with a paper towel, then turn to look at her. âshe taught me a fair amount.â
of course you know how to treat a wound, youâre good at everything, minji thinks.
âthank youâŠ?â
ây/n,â minji already knows that, and you saying it is like choir bells ringing. âmy name is y/n.â
âright, thank you y/n.â
âmhm.â she watches you fix your black t-shirt and jeans, then grab a small bandaid from the drawer nearby. you look in the mirror and lift your head up, turning to the side to place the bandaid on a small cut that minji didnât notice before.
âhe hurt you?â
ââjust a scratch,ââ you mock her words from earlier. âhe just grazed me, itâs bleeding a little now though.â
âyouâre okay, right?â
âkind of traumatized but iâll be fine.â you say, brushing it off like itâs nothing. minji is seriously attracted to everything about you. âiâm glad youâre okay.â
âi should be the one saying that.â
âiâm okay, spiderwoman. all because of you.â
minji tries to respond, but her throat dries up. she watches you smile at her, feeling her heart do a little flip in her chest. she wonders what she can do in return, then perks her head up as an idea forms in her mind.
âi can drop you back off at home, itâs getting late,â you offer, though itâs only five oâclock in the afternoon. despite the early hour, minji finds herself wanting to spend more time with you. behind the mask, she feels a bit more confident talking to you, knowing you think highly of her from what youâve overheard. âyou like the thrill, right?â
âyouâre a good listener.â
âi guess so.â
âiâd love to get home via spiderwoman, uberâs are pricey these days.â
minji laughs softly and the pain in her arm fades away momentarily.
â
youâre bombarded the next day by your friends and some other people youâve only talked to a few times in your (almost) four years of being in the school. they all question the same thing, everything is related to what happened between you and spiderwoman because of some pictures going around on the internet.
the people you donât know all too well all question your experience, but your friends are asking if youâre okay or severely injured.
jungwon acts as a bodyguard, shooing away everyone who isnât in your circle and tilting your head up to examine the bandaid on your neck.
âis your throat okay?â
âitâs nothing, just a little worse than a papercut,â you assure, but wonyoung makes a face.
âpapercuts are terrible y/n,â she groans, âare you sure youâre fine?â
âitâs nothing. spiderwoman saved me before i could do anything, iâll tell you more, letâs just get to class?â
âyouâre sure youâreââÂ
âwonyoung, itâs a scratch. itâs nothing.â
â
after school, youâre typically at tennis practice or helping out with student government activities. you usually get home around four or five, either sweaty from practice or burnt out from your responsibilities. normally, you arrive before your dad and aunt. your dadâs demanding schedule rarely allows him to rest, and your auntâs schedule is worse considering sheâs a nurse, so youâre usually home alone for a bit.
thatâs not the case this time.
you close the door behind you, then turn to see your dad leaning against the counter with his arms crossed. your aunt looks at you, clearly tense.
âoh, youâre both home.â you set your jacket on the little hook in the door. âwhatâs upâŠ?â the way your dad looks at you makes you stiff, his jaw tightens and he looks angry. heâs rarely ever angry at you, and your aunt seems worried. âdid something happen?â you ask.
âhow about you explain to me why iâm finding out today,â he steps away from the counter, walking towards you and continuing, âthat my daughter crossed paths with that vigilante.â
âspiderwoman?â
ây/n, i thought you knew better.â
your shoulders sink and you sigh, âsheâs not as bad as you paint her out to be.â
âshe could be, sheâs dangerous.â
âdad!â you scoff, shaking your head. âare you dense? if she hadnât been there, my throat wouldâve been sliced.â
âor maybe you wouldnât have been in that situation at all. you realize those men used you to get spiderwoman to surrender? because of you i almost lost my only daughter.â
your aunt simply hums, then nods. âiâm sorry but⊠your dad has a point.â
âyouâre agreeing with him too?â you groan, âdad, regardless of what couldâve happened, what did happen was that spiderwoman saved me. canât you see that?â
ây/n, think about what could happen in the long run, listen to your dad. look, i know youâre frustrated, but your dad is also my older brother, heâs always known whatâs best.â
âall that spiderwoman can bring is danger to you, donât follow her antics.â
you stare at both of them, baffled and almost offended. you couldâve died, and theyâre still ungrateful for spider-womanâs efforts. you bite the inside of your lip, struggling to hold back the urge to lash out. your dad sends you a small warning look, silently reminding you to keep your composure. scoffing, since it's the only outlet for your frustration, you storm down the hall to your room, deciding to avoid them for a while.
once you close the door, you flop down on your bed and close your eyes.
various emotions come rushing to you, only fuelign the fire of resent towards your dad in the moment.
heâs been so uptight since your mom passed when you were young, becoming increasingly protective and closed off. he pushes you to be better but restricts you from so many things. itâs as if he wants to hide you from the world, only exposing you to what he deems right. his selfishness and narrow-mindedness infuriate you. his biased views feel like chains holding you back and making you angrier.
your aunt has been with you for a while now, and she understands you the most. she gets your moods, motivations, and knows you like the back of her hand. despite everything, she sides with your dad â you feel some sort of betrayal.
your father isnât a bad guy, but being mad at him makes you forget that for a bit.
âhe doesnât know shit,â you mutter, âspiderwoman isnât danger.â
sitting up again, you stare at the floor as you recollect yourself.
you groan again, feeling cramped up in the room. your thoughts feel like a stormy cloud over your head and the thought of being in the same living space with your dad only frustrates you more.Â
quickly, you grab your phone and keys, rushing out your room and down the hall. your aunt and dad stop conversing momentarily as they watch you unlock the door.
âwhat do you think youâre doing y/n?â your dad questions, watching you closely. you donât respond, instead sending him a small look before opening the door, and he seems to lose it. âwhere the hell are youââ
his wrist is restrained and tugged at as you exit the apartment. your dad looks back to see your aunt â his sister â holding him back. she shakes her head and stops him, softly saying, âdonât, just let her.â
âi canât justââ
âyouâre so uptight, just let her be. sheâs overstimulated and needs some time.â
he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose before looking back at the door. his body relaxes, almost going limp as he sits down next to your aunt. âiâm just worried for her.â
âsheâll be fine, just take it easy. iâm worried about her too.â
â
youâve made it a few blocks away with no idea in mind. you donât have your wallet or anything, just a heavy heart and clouded mind â and after hearing your stomach rumble, almost an empty stomach too.
itâs still busy during the late evening. people are making their way home after staying late at work, families of three or four linger together, and friends eat ice cream on the benches. youâre trying to find a place that brings you peace. the nearby bookstore, the same one you grew up visiting, pops into your head. it never fails to bring you relaxation, a sort of sanctuary to you.
one more block and youâve turned to meet the entrance of the bookstore, it closes in less than an hour â thatâs more than enough time to cruise around. stepping inside youâre met with the strangely nice smell of books, a small smile forms on your lips.
you make your way over to the graphic novels, sliding your fingers along the spines as you walk through. youâve already read most of them, and tonight's mood doesnât really call for this type of reading. the next section you visit is where your favorite poems and literature are found. you scan the shelves closely before picking out a small book filled with a collection of poems you havenât seen before. flipping through it, you read every other page, admiring the works.
you grab another book before heading to your favorite spot, the little corner away from the shelves near the window.Â
what you donât expect to see is someone in your usual spot, slumped against the wall, sleeping with a book in their hand. you squint your eyes as you catch sight of the person, then look closer, realizing it isnât just anyone: itâs minji.
minjiâs always been alluring in your eyes, not just physically but her as a person drew you in a bit. sheâd always stumble on her words and had this weird, adorable charm to her with every interaction. plus, she was smart and sweet, but you never had the chance to talk to her as much as youâd like to â even if you were to, you were always a little nervous yourself. seeing her now, she looks especially cute, reminding you of how she makes your heart beat slightly faster everytime you see her.
sheâs in a black hoodie and jeans, breathing slowly with her head angled down and her lips slightly parted. her glasses are almost at the tip of her nose and her hair is tied up in a casual bun. youâve always caught her sleeping in class at least twice a week from afar, you never realized how pretty she looked up close.
you hesitate, unsure whether to wake her or not. glancing down at your phone to check the time, you decide youâll wake her before the store closes.
to pass the time, you continue to read, marvelled at certain pieces and snapping pictures here and there. this lasts twenty minutes, you almost forget about the time, but minji crosses your mind as you read a certain poem and it prompts you to check your phone and look back at the girl.
you shake her lightly, hearing her groan despite not budging. you squeeze her shoulder and she still doesnât wake up, so you opt to pinch her cheeks, which stirs her awake.
âhm?â she mutters, blinking a couple times.Â
âmorning minji.â
ây/n, hi, whatâ how did you get here? what time is itâŠâ
she hears you giggle before responding, âthe place closes in ten minutes. i usually read in this space but when i came over i saw you sleeping, so i just stayed close until it got late.â
âyou did?â you stayed by minji while she slept, how crazy is that? minji pushes her glasses up. âthank you for waking me up.â
âitâs nothing, but we should probably head out before they kick us out.â
âyeah, that sounds good.â
minji follows you towards the section where you got the book you were reading. she watches as you carefully put the book back in its place, and then you lead her out of the bookstore, saying goodnight to the staff sweetly and waving. minji can only smile and admire until youâre both outside.
you look both ways, then your stomach rumbles. your cheeks warm up and you embarrassingly mumble, âsorry, i havenât eaten yet.â
âyou havenât?â minji questions.
âno. iâll eat later, i donât have my wallet on me.â
âbut your stomach just rumbled, you should really eat.â
âitâs whatever.â
âno,â minji shakes her head, then looks at you seriously. âitâs not whatever, let me buy you something.â she says, a little shocked that she even had the confidence to say that. âyou need to eat.â
âitâs fine, iââ
âcome on, letâs go. the convenience store is at the end of the block.â
âi donât have my wallet minji.â
âiâll pay.â
âyouâre not paying for me.â
âyes i am. do you want those pictures orâŠ?â minji smirks slightly and you surrender because it makes you feel oddly nervous and warm inside.
âfine.â you respond, shoulders sinking as minji starts to walk in the direction of the convenience store.Â
the two of you make your way inside, wandering around and browsing the cheaper options. minji grabs a packet of ramen and some green tea, while you find a chicken sandwich and peach tea. after being rung up by the cashier, you head towards the area to prepare minjiâs ramen. as you glance at the food in your hands, you feel a pang of guilt, knowing she bought it for you.
minjiâs pouring hot water into the bowl while you speak, âiâll pay you back.â
âitâs nothing, donât.â
âstop, i will.â
âdonât.â minji shrugs, then uses a chopstick to stir the noodles around. she puts a sauce packet in and mixes again, then looks at you with a small smile. âitâs nothing, seriously. i havenât eaten dinner yet either, your company is enough.â
âis it?â
she finds herself blushing a little. âum, yeah, yes.â
âoh.â your lips start to turn up. âyours is great too.â
minji turns back to the bowl of ramen because sheâs a little embarrassed, but also because her dinner is finished.Â
the two of you sit at the counters inside the store and start to eat. itâs silent for a while, but thereâs nothing wrong with that. you feel happy just being next to her, and the sandwich tastes better than usual.
âwhy didnât you eat before?â minji asks you while youâre still chewing.Â
you take a moment to swallow before answering, âi kind of⊠ran away for a bit.â
âyou snuck out?â
âno, my dad saw me leave. i think my aunt held him back.â
âoh.â minji looks away from you and out the window. âdid something happen?â she starts, but stops herself soon after. âi mean you donât have to tell me of course, i was just curious.â
âitâs fine, my dad and i got into a little disagreement, thatâs all.â you see, a little bothered by it in minjiâs eyes, but she doesnât push further. you take a sip of your tea and turn to look at minji. âhow long were you at the bookstore?â
âoh, um.â she laughs nervously. âi was reading for half an hour, then fell asleep. you woke me up a few hours after.â
âyou were asleep for hours there?â
âonly two!â she quickly defends, making you giggle. âiâm just⊠tired these days.â
you scoff playfully. âdoing what?âÂ
minji pauses, trying to formulate an answer. âsleep problems?â it comes out unsure and more like sheâs questioning herself. she coughs and says again, firmly, âsleep problems.â
âaw, maybe buy melatonin?â
âmy mom isnât fond of that, she thinks itâll mess with my health.â
âyeah, my dad thinks that too.âÂ
minji chuckles before slurping up a few more noodles, and you take another bite out of your sandwich.
a few minutes later, you two finish your food and start walking with no destination in mind. the evening chill sets in, and the breeze makes you tense up and shiver. minji notices you clutch your phone tighter as the wind blows against you. you're wearing a baby t-shirt and linen pants, clearly not enough to keep warm in this weather.
âare you cold?â
you shake your head and lie, âno, just a breeze.â
âyou look cold. here, i have a long-sleeved shirt under this anyway,â minji says quietly, slipping off her hoodie. she pauses and you do too, then hands it to you. you tilt your head, staring at the piece of clothing, then look back at her. she moves it towards you again, urging you to take it. âiâm warm, youâre not.â
âi am.â
âi didnât know you could be such a liar, y/n.â
âwhat?â
âiâm kidding,â she says, then pulls you closer by your wrist. you let her put the hoodie on you, it fits a little large since itâs also oversized on her. âbetter?â
she looks at you with care in her eyes, you almost stop breathing. the sunsetâs glow highlights the curve of her nose and lights up her gaze. all you can think is wow, because wow.
âwoah,â youâre a little starstruck. âyouâre⊠gorgeous.â
âiâ what? no, where did that come from?â
âsorry, um, i didnât mean to⊠it was just in the moment, you know? yeahâŠâ you swallow lightly, and laugh to push away the awkwardness. âthank you. this is much better, iâm warm.â
âthatâs good.â
âyeah.â
the two of you continue to walk, with you filling the silence and talking about your classes. minjiâs easy to talk to, sheâs a great listener and hums at everything before adding her own input. everything she responds with is interesting too, but maybe thatâs because sheâs minji.
both of you had turned halfway through to start walking in the other direction since you live the same way. minji points at certain stores and spots, sharing short stories and little remarks about memories from each place. her voice is soft and nostalgic, painting vivid pictures of her past experiences as you stroll along together.Â
you could listen to her all day, or at least a long while. thatâs what you realize the more she speaks.
you two reach a point where you need to part ways. minji lives on the right side and you live left, so you two stand at the croner before the crosswalk, looking at each other.
minji pauses you as you start to take off her hoodie, âyou can give it back to me tomorrow.â
âwhat? no way, itâs cold.â
âmy home is only five minutes down, itâs fine.â
âyou sure?â
âiâm sure.â she adds.
silence follows again for a few seconds, you take the time to scan minjiâs face again.
âwhat happened to your cheek?â you point at the bandage on her cheekbone.
âoh,â minjiâs not going to tell you that some idiot decided to throw a piece of building at her and scratch her skin. âum, knife?â she clears her throat. âknife.â
âhow did the knife get up there?â
minji tries hard to conjure a response, looking down before her eyes light up after a lie forms.
âi had it in my hand while trying to scratch an itch.â
âmhm, okay.â you say squinting your eyes at her and giggling.Â
minji looks at the bandage on your neck, remembering how, where, and why you had hurt yourself there. itâs odd that you look at her with the same admiration even when sheâs out of teh suit â when sheâs just minji and not some âheroâ in your eyes.
âwhat happened to your neck?â
âsome guy.â you play it off like you didnât almost get your throat sliced. âyou probably heard the story.â
âi didnât.â she didnât need to, minji had been part of the story.
âoh,â your fingers raise and brush against the bandage as you recall, âspiderwoman saved me, but this guy managed to graze me.â
minji hums and nods, then steps closer, reaching her hand out to gently put her finger on it. you stiffen.Â
âwere you scared?â minji asks, finger sliding down the bandage in a way that makes you tingle. âit mustâve been scary.â
you shake your head. âspiderwoman was there, i knew sheâd come through.â
âright.â minji says lowly, then takes her finger off of you. she stares at you for a good five seconds before smiling softly. âiâll um, iâll see you.â
âyeah, thanks.â
âget home safe, text me when you getâ oh, wait.â she furrows her brows before pulling out her phone. âi donât have your umâŠâ her voice quiets down to something close to a whisper, â--your number.â
âyou can have it, if thatâs what youâre trying to ask.âÂ
âyeah, um, i just wanted to make sure you got home safe.â minji says, because if anything were to happen to you sheâd do more than just web some dumbass down. theyâd probably be left with a little bruise or two, maybe even left upside down against a wall or tree. minji continues, âif thatâs alright with you.â
âthatâs perfect.â you type in your number and smile at her once more before finally adding, âthank you for the hoodie, good night minji.â
âgoodnight y/n.â
with that, you two depart, and you look back once to see her walking in the other direction. when you turn back, putting your hands in the pocket of minjiâs hoodie, you realize: minjiâs wonderful.Â
the image of her smiling and puffing her lips out when you tease her makes you grin to yourself. you canât tell if itâs because of her hoodie or her; youâre warm inside and out.
â
minji waits for you at the entrance of the school instead of meeting her friends at their usual spot (if the little corridor by the gym counts as a meetup spot anyway). she looks around, you had texted her that you were almost at school.
she feels a little stupid standing there by herself, especially since your friends are nearby and stealing glances at her, making her shrink in her place a little.
all her worries wash away when you walk through the entrance and scan the room, meeting her eyes and lighting up. you make your way towards her with her hoodie in your arms, then hand it to her.
âthanks again.â
âitâs no problem.â
âi owe you, and for the shoot later today.â
âyou donât owe me anything.â minji smiles at you assuringly. âiâll um, get going. your friends are all hereâŠâ she rubs her neck awkwardly and looks down at the hoodie in her hand.
âoh! i was actually wonderingâŠâ she watches you look down at the ground. âdo you want to walk around together? we have first block together so⊠if you donât mind. i enjoyed being around you last night.â
âyou did?â minji looks surprised, she sounds surprised. âi mean, yes. yeah, iâm down, let me text my friends.â
âgreat.â
âyeah.â
minji canât fight back the smile that forms on her face and neither can you â you like the sight of it. her gums show a little and you think itâs the most endearing thing in the world.
âby the way, are you and your dad okay? after the argument.. you know?â
âoh, yeah.â you mumble. you and your dad agreed to disagree. âit doesnât really matter, iâm just grateful you were there to help me feel better.â
âi did?â
âhow could you not?â
-
minjiâs adjusting the settings of her camera, eyes squinty as she looks close at the small screen. from afar, you take a few glances throughout your conversation with jungwon and wonyoung.
you watch as minjiâs lips pout a little, she has a poker face that would make her seem intimidating and serious if you didnât know her.Â
âhello?â jungwon waves a hand in front of your face. you glance away from minji and your attention is back on him, catching the look he shares with wonyoung.Â
âwhy are you guys looking at each other like that.âÂ
wonyoung raises her eyebrows, the smirks. âthe real question is why are you looking at minji so much?â
âiâm just⊠you know⊠sheâsâ sheâs taking long to set up her stuff.â
âitâs been less than three minutes y/n,â jungwon clicks his tongue. âyou even ditched us to walk with her, whatâs up with that?â
crossing your arms, you respond, âwhatâs wrong with that? are you jealous?â
âoh not at all, i donât care y/n. just curious, thatâs all.â
âyou looked a little too happy in my eyes.â wonyoung teases, smiling knowingly.Â
âshut up, sheâs just really nice, you knowâŠâÂ
âuh huh.â jungwon hums, smiling wider.
before you can scold him, you catch minji looking up and making eye contact with you. today, sheâs wearing a flannel over a white tank top, paired with dark jeans to complete the outfit. she looks a little dorky, but youâre into that â she pulls it off effortlessly.Â
as she starts to walk towards you, jungwon, and wonyoung, you smile wider, waving at her and beckoning her over with your hand. minji greets the others warmly, then glances down at the ground before looking back up at you nervously.
âhi, are you all ready?â
âyeah, iâll gather the rest.â
âgreat, you all can just go on with practice and iâll try to get the best shots i can.â
âthat sounds great! thank you again minji, i owe you so much.â
she chuckles, putting a hand on your shoulder and rubbing it lightly. âitâs nothing.â she says, but whatâs something is the familiar tingly sensation making you lose balance. jungwon notices the blush on your cheeks, as well at your thrown off composure, fighting back a laugh.
first, you and jungwon have a warm-up match together. minji snaps a few pictures before wonyoung and heeseung join in for a doubles match. after capturing your group, she moves on to the rest of the team, snapping pictures of them in action. her shots capture the players mid-swing, rackets in hand, their faces set with determination. the light filters through the trees, casting a perfect glow over the court, making each photo dynamic and full of energy.
you sit on the side, watching your teammates and minji (mostly minji) at work.Â
âiâve never seen you with hearts in your eyes until now.â wonyoung teases, shoving her shoulder against yours.
âshut up,â you groan, putting your hand on her face and pushing her away. âminjiâs so sweet, and cuteâŠâ
âi knew it!â wonyoung gasps, âyou never look at anyone like that. half the school looks at you like that, but youâve never returned the gesture.â
âthereâs no one in the school to look at like that wony.â
âwell, now there is.â
you sigh, leaning into your best friend and pouting. minji looks really, really good on the court, the sun hitting her, and all focused on doing what she does best.
âi never realized how gorgeous she was.â you admit, staring harder. âand sheâs so nice, like, danielle â the one in student government â sheâs mentioned her a few times and only good things have come out her mouth. sheâs not lying.â
âwhat, did you hangout with her or something? like a date?â
âno! no.â you shake your head, then frown slightly. âi mean, i got into a fight again with my dad and ran out the house and then to the bookstore andââ
âslow down.â
âsorry. i donât know, i ran into her and just being with her made me feel better. itâs crazy because weâve barely talked before this.â
âhmmâŠâ wonyoung starts to ponder, narrowing her eyes at minji as she shoots a thumbs up in the air. she turns to face you and your best friend, smiling and walking over. âwell, seems like youâre fond of her. i guess weâll have to let time do the work.â she says before minjiâs in a range where she can hear the two of you.
minji stands in front of you and wonyoung, grinning as she explains, âiâve gotten the last shots i think, now a group picture?âÂ
âyes, that would be great.â
âgreat, if you could get everyone in the middle of the court that would be great.â
you nod, then grab wonyoung eagerly by the wrist and motion for everyone to gather around, just like minji said.
she instructs you all to have the tallest in the back, with you and jungwon in the front together since you two are the captains. minji sets the camera on the tripod, squinting her eyes as she fixes certain things. then, she gives a small thumbs up and says, âsmile!â
the whole team says âcheese!â in unison, making minji smile herself. she snaps a few pictures, then urges you all to do something a little sillier. you make a face and stand on your tip toes to wrap and arm around jungwon, making him groan and laugh simultaneously. itâs candid in a way, with everyone being themselves and enjoying the moment.
minji giggles, then raises her hand up to give one last final thumbs up.
the smile on your face fades into something near shock, because minjiâs sleeve falls down to just above her elbow, revealing a covered-up patch of skin â goosebumps trail up your spine because thatâs the exact same gauze and placement. everything is identical to what you patched up two days ago, your brows furrow upon seeing it.
minji doesnât seem to notice, instead taking the camera off the tripod and clicking through the photos. the tennis team starts to converse again, but youâre caught up with the injury on minjiâs forearm.
you donât want to jump to conclusions â but youâre kind of doing that.
what doesnât help minjis case is the fact that she reacts so quickly when a tennis ball flies toward her head. itâs almost unhuman how she manages to dodge it, then catch it right after.Â
she walks back towards you, then says, âthe pictures look great from the little screen, iâll take a look at them on the laptop and email them to you, yeah?â
you donât respond for a moment, your eyes on her exposed forearm. you squint harder, thinking of when you patched up spiderwoman, and nothing shakes you from teh fact that thatâs the same fucking bandage.
ây/n?â
âoh, yeah, that sounds good.â
âyeahâŠâ minji realizes what youâre staring at, then panics and quickly rolls down her sleeve again. âi um, i just uh, hurt myself.â
âhow?â you look up at her, making eye contact. âwhat happened?â
âbrick.â she says quietly, âi tripped and my arm hit the um, the edge of a brick.â
âright, okay.â you still look at her now covered forearm, squinting again. âi hope it feels better.â
âthanks.â
âyeah.â
â
there isnât a single person you can confide in about your suspicion that minji might be spiderwoman. jungwon would laugh and brush you off, thinking itâs just a wild fantasy. wonyoung would probably call you delusional, yeah, probably.Â
left with no one to share your thoughts, you resort to lying in bed, eyes wide open, pondering the possibility. the moonlight filters through your window, casting shadows on the ceiling as you replay every clue and coincidence in your mind, trying to make sense of it all.
you grab your phone, searching up âsuperwomanâ to see a very recent article in the first result that comes up titled: spiderwoman caught in a recent face-off with seoulâs most dangerous gang.
you click on a video beneath the headline, watching the scene unfold. spiderwoman performs a series of flips and maneuvers that seem almost unreal. the person filming is either too nervous or simply bad at their job; the footage is shaky, making it hard to follow. you squint at the screen, trying to make out the details, feeling a mix of awe and frustration as spiderwoman's incredible agility and skill are partially obscured by the unsteady camera work.
what you do catch is a dagger being thrown at spiderwomanâs rib, slicing her suit and watching blood seep out as she clutches the wound. you wince from just watching.
spiderwoman fights off the gang members with ease, knocking out three at once by letting them charge her, then jumping up to make them crash to the ground without her laying a finger on them. the last man stares at her in fear, stumbling backward as she steps closer and webs his mouth shut.
the video ends with spiderwoman webbing all the culprits against the city square as the police arrive. thereâs sirens and commotion before she turns to see cops with guns pointed at her before swinging off, leaving them frustrated. your dad appears in the frame, cursing under his breath. the civilians around watch in shock and awe, clapping as she swings away.
she swings west, you take note of that.
after clicking out the video realizing that the article had been posted only five minutes ago, you hurriedly grab a hoodie and rush out your room. your aunt isnât home yet, so no one would notice that youâre out and about.
you rush out the door and and lock your apartment clumsily, missing the keyhole at least twice before getting it. you run towards the elevator, then out of it once you reach the lobby and speed towards your school.
the school you patched spiderwoman up in, the school you and minji attend, is west of the city square. thereâs a chance that spiderwoman wonât be there, but after sheâs been shown how to get in after hours, thereâs also a chance that the wound on her side needs to be patched up there specifically. besides, youâve given her the secret to getting in.
you get there after running at your fastest pace for five minutes straight, and now youâre breathing heavily outside the entrance of the school. youâre inside in no time (perks of having a keycard from student government) and tiredly rushing towards the nurses office, then heading inside.
minji, however, is at least three steps ahead of you. after being bit by a genetically modified spider, her senses have been enhanced, so she had heard you as soon as you made it past the entrance â without knowing it was you.
when you step inside, thereâs no one.Â
the only thing you can see are bandages messily spread out on the counter and blood on the floor. you let out a breath at the sight of it.
âitâs me, y/n.â
thereâs silence for a few seconds before you hear someone landing on the ground behind you, making you yelp from surprise.
ây/n? what are you doing here?â
âi saw your fight in an article.â you start, turning around to face the masked hero. youâre still not one hundred percent sure if itâs minji, but something tells you itâs her. you canât really explain it. âyouâre hurt.â
âa little.â
âthatâs a big scratch you have there.â you point out, making minji laugh despite the sharp pain she feels.
ââyouâre smartâ.â now itâs her turn to mock your words. you roll your eyes, stepping closer to press your fingers against it, her blood staining your fingers a bit.Â
âsit down.â
âi donât need your help.â
âyouâre going to end up with a soaked bandaid, spiderwoman. i know what iâm doing, and iâm already here.â
minji inhales sharply when you press against the cut. âfine.â she croaks out.
she sits down on the counter, legs hanging off as you clean around the wound, blood soaking the small towel. you add some disinfectant, hearing her wince lowly and grip the counter not-so-subtly, so you grab her hand, squeezing comfortingly.
âitâs okay, iâm here.â you mumble, looking up at her.Â
minji feels her heart tighten.
âthank you.â
you hum.
you bandage the wound carefully, relieved itâs not deep enough to require stitches. spiderwoman glances at her rib area, gently sliding her fingers over your handiwork. she looks back at you, a soft smile playing under her mask.
she watches you look back, frowning.
âwhatâs wrong?â minji asks.
âyouâre bleeding.â
âyou patched me up.â
shaking your head, you do something that makes minji short-circuit. your hand falls to her jawline, your thumb grazing the edge near her chin before pressing down. minji feels a sharp pain she hadn't noticed before. when you pull your thumb away, you stare at the smear of blood on it, holding it up to show her.
âit wasnât just your abdomen.â you explain, then the worry fills your eyes again. âyouâre bleeding through your mask.â
âoh,â
âcan i? i wonât do it all the way, just past your lip to treat the wound.â
minji hesitates, then nods. âyeah, thatâs okay. no more than that.â
âof course.â
you tremble a little as you roll up her mask tantalizingly. your fingers meet her skin just barely, but she still hears her breath hitching and her throat drying up.
youâre looking at her exposed lips before you even pay attention to the cut on her jawline. theyâre plump and parted before you, catching your eye effortlessly. after gazing for a few seconds longer, you cradle her face in one hand to keep her in place as you dab an alcohol wipe over the cut â she winces.
âsorry.â
âitâs fine.â
a few seconds later and thereâs a bandaid on her jawline now, courtesy of you.
she softly rubs the bandaid, then brings her mask back down. she clears her throat,
âthank you.â
âitâs nothing.â
âyou didnât have to.â
âi want to.â your expression is hard to read, a mix of worry and pity, but also admiration. âyouâre a hero, you should be treated like one.â
âi just have responsibilities.â
âwell, you should be someoneâs responsibility too.â
âwhy yours?â
âbecause i care â a lot.â
minji stays silent for a while, staring at you through the mask. she feels beyond lucky, a little emotional too. her chest tightens slightly, urging her to look away from you and scoot away.Â
you frown again.
â
the next day minji shows up next to you nervously with hanni by her side. youâre with jungwon at your locker, conversing with him until you feel a tap on your shoulder. when you turn around, youâre more than happy to see minji.
she has a small cut on her jawline in the same area and with the same bandage. thereâs no denying that spiderwoman stands before you, but youâll let her know a different way.
jungwon watches her hand you a flashdrive, her other hand clutching the strap of her bag.Â
âum, these are the pictures.â her lips move the same way as spiderwomans, and theyâre just as alluring. â ihave the edited and original versions of each, just tell me which one you like the most.â
without warning, you reach over and hug her. she widens her eyes, and so do hanni and jungwon as they watch everything unfold. you purposely slide your hand over the wound on her rib area, pressing on it slightly and hearing her sharply exhale in your ear.
itâs her, itâs definitely her â you couldnât be any happier that itâs her. minjiâs sweet, caring, and very attentive, her personality fits her alter ego perfectly.
you pull away from her and smile, your hands gently resting on her forearm, holding her in place. minji feels a rush of warmth hit her cheeks like a summer heatwave, her heart pounding in her chest.Â
âyouâre literally the best, thank you minji.âÂ
ây-yeah, itâs no problem.âÂ
hanni looks dumbfounded watching the exchange. she turns to minji after you walk away with jungwon, and her best friend is smiling like an idiot. hanni almost gags.
â
a week passes by, you and minji have spent more mornings before class together, even conversing after school time to time.Â
minji seems to have healed, the bandage on her cheekbone is gone and thereâs a faint line that indicates a former cut on her face, but itâs not noticeable under her concealer. youâre happy to see that sheâs getting better physically â much faster than the normal person, you might add.
(because sheâs spiderwoman, you know sheâs spiderwoman.)
youâve spent more time admiring minji, your crush on her growing deeper and it almost makes you forget that she has a whole other persona. you canât remember a single thing about the arachnid while staring at her brown eyes and pretty pink lips.
â
thereâs not much crime for a little while, not until two weeks after the night you had patched up spiderwoman (kim minji, the prettiest girl in the school).Â
a video on instagram reaches four thousand views in three minutes, the video showing spiderwoman leaping off a building and knocking down some lunatic with legs made of metal. some scientists really need to stay thinking inside the box, because giving yourself additional limbs to steal from organizations is just insane.
you watch as spiderwoman gets tackled to the ground at ador labs, grappling with manmade tentacle arms using her enhanced strength. sitting on the edge of your bed, you bite the inside of your lip when you see her shoulder get cut by the edge of a mechanical hand.
thankfully, the police arrive just in time to assist. they shoot at the villain, whose face bears an uncanny resemblance to the ceo of jyp manufacturing, distracting him long enough for spiderwoman to kick him off and shoot webs at his goggles.
the person recording has a steadier hand than the last, capturing the way spiderwoman uses her webs to launch herself at the man and kick him in the chest. she quickly rips off two of the tentacles, causing the remaining ones to shut down.
she collapses to the ground, clearly exhausted, but scrambles back up and onto her feet as the police start to close in on her. sheâs swift and smart, easily fleeing the scene in no time.
you had left your apartment the moment the video ended, and now you find yourself back at school, catching your breath and processing everything you just witnessed as yourush towards the nurses office.
opening the door, you catch spiderwoman sitting on the floor and leaned against the counter tiredly, clutching her shoulder.Â
âmy god,â
âyou came.â she says, practically a breath.Â
âof course i did, i saw the video.â
âiâm so tired.â
âand youâre hurt.â
âitâs not that bad actually, this oneâs actually a scratch.â
âbullshit.â you mumble, quickly rushing over to tend to her wound.Â
the routine unfolds without much change: you gently clean away the blood, carefully applying disinfectant. minji fights to suppress her cries of pain, but the discomfort is clear in the way her body tenses and reacts. you offer her comfort, your hand resting reassuringly over hers. through the mask, minji gazes at you with a mixture of awe and gratitude, feeling like sheâs witnessed rain after a drought.
âthank you.â
âitâs nothing.â youâve said it countless times, minjiâs said it back to you when she was just minji and not someone under a suit that could swing webs, save the day, and get hurt for you to take care of her. âi mean it.â
you sit beside her, your arms pressing comfortably against each other, and lean your head against the cabinet door beneath the counter.Â
minjiâspiderwomanâis the first to turn her head and look at you. she visibly relaxes as her gaze settles on your side profile. you turn to meet her eyes, offering a soft sigh, feeling a shared calm in the quiet space between you.
âcan i,â your voice quiets down to something near a hum. âcan i kiss you?â
âw-what?â minji feels her throat go dry and blood rushing to her cheeks, itâs so sudden, you must be more exhausted than her. âi, um, i donât know if youâd like that. you barely know me.â
âsure i would, spiderwoman.â
minji doesnât stop you when you reach over to the bottom of her mask, rolling it up. she could stop you, but sheâs stuck in place, unable to move despite how risky it is for you to find out who she really is.
thereâs no chance youâd stick with her if you knew who she really was, sheâs been too comfortable hiding behind this âspiderwomanâ persona, hiding who she really is.
you roll the mask up less than halfway, the bottom half of her face exposed to you. the wind hits her skin and she shivers.
minji feels transparent. âi, umââ
âpretty,â you stare hard at her lops, then lean closer. âyouâre so pretty.â
âyou havenât seen my whole face.â
âand yet youâre still kissable.â
ây/n, iââ she cuts herself off, words stopping at her throat as you tilt your head and place a hand where her jaw meets her neck. she begins again, unknowingly leaning closer. âi donât think youâd be happy with the person under the suit.â she mutters quietly.
âsure i would,â you murmur, then press your lips against hers softly. you feel her kiss back and smile into her. you part just barely, your lips ghosting hers, âkim minji.â
minji hums surprisingly when you kiss her again, still reciprocating but quickly pulling away with a gasp.
âw-what? how didââ she clears her throat, âwhoâs kim minji?â
you donât respond to her question, instead, reaching for the edge of her partially rolled-up mask and laughing softly.
âcan i?â
âum,â minji folds when you look at her like that, eyes pleading and face pretty as the moon shines through the window and highlights your features. âyeahâŠâ
you smile at her, removing the mask off her head fully to see your classmate and crush under it. sheâs battered up and her hair is messy because of the mask, plus, she looks fatigued. despite this, she just looks cuter in your eyes.
without warning, you lean in again, pressing your lips against hers. minjis eyes widen momentarily before she sinks into your touch, placing a hand on your cheek and melting into you.Â
when you two pull away again, you grin at the way the moon shines on her, exposing the deep blush on her cheeks and the nervousness in her features.
âwhy wouldnât i want to kiss you?â
âhow did youâ howâd you find out?â
you shrug. âiâve liked you for a while now, i didnât even know it until the night you gave me your hoodie. i mean, i always thought you were cute. i paid more attention to you and all the bruises and scars added up, and i could recognize those lips from a mile away.â
she blushes intensely, the manages to breathe out a small âoh.â
âmhm.â you hum once more before hastily pecking her lips. âyouâre so cute.â
âwait, you actually⊠do you really like me?â
âof course i do minji.â
âitâs not becuase im spiderwoman, right?âÂ
âno,â you grin at her dumb expression. âi like spiderwoman because sheâs you, minji.â
âseriously?â
you groan, looking at her with a stupid âare you seriousâ expression painted on your face. âdo i need to kiss you again?â
âum,â minji starts, but stops herself from being so dense. âyeah, please.â
âokay.â you respond happily, cupping her cheek and closing the distance again.Â
you smell like vanilla and feel like snowflakes in the spring. as you cradle her jaw and kiss her softly, minji tries to figure out if sheâs dreaming. your arms wrap around her neck, pulling her closer. minji's lips gently hold your top lip, while you play with the ends of her hair, twirling it between your fingers.
âhey, minji?â you pull away to softly mumble against her lips, then minji hums in response. âletâs go out sometime, is that okay?â
âof course, yeah, please.â she sighs lovingly.
yeah, itâs not a dream.
it canât be because you pull away and look at her like sheâs the prettiest flower in a field of nothing. you smile at her, holding her face in your hands like sheâs everything youâve ever wanted and more.
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Caught in the Moment (Help, I'm Stuck!)
pairing: gojo satoru x reader (f)
genre: stepbrother!gojo + smut
word count: 6k
summary: When your Mom remarries, a certain white-haired, blue-eyed demon enters your life in the role of your new step brother. It doesn't matter how angelic he looks, he's nothing short of the devil. And while you've never been very close with your family, Gojo wants to be a whole lot closer to you than a step brother should be. But, hey, family comes first, right? Gojo sure thinks so.
warnings: stepcest (the people who like it, love it and the people who hate it wanna burn my house down for writing it), language, gojo's a brat, the stuck-in-washer bs from h*ntai, dubcon bordering on noncon?????? (open to interpretation, honestly), fingering & oral (f receiving), penetration (p in v), creampie, low key breeding kink, degradation with some hints of praise on the side like if you squint real hard, squirting, some anal (f receiving)
A/N: i will take no questions as to where I have been or why I was gone. i also write for some anime now too lmao. i miss satoru and I'm pissed at gege and I need an outlet bc these new manga chapters are giving me grey hairs. also, this is like 45% proofread max. oh, and thanks for 2k followers <3 ... i rarely come on here anymore, so I didn't notice until now.
xx Jay
You were never much of a family person. Itâs not like your Mom made it very easy after divorcing your Dad and hopping from dick to dick like the floor was lava. New weekend? New date. Summer getaway? Fresh boytoy. Spring break? New guy to break her back- if her obnoxious moans were anything to go by.Â
Overall, you were as much of a family person as your Mom was- noncommittal and unwilling to settle down. And you carried over that same distant, superficial behavior to any of your past romantic relationships⊠which always ended just about as quickly as your Momâs did. Your closest friends liked to joke that poor taste in men and a lack of commitment to relationships were perhaps the only things you and your Mom shared in common. And youâd both been that way for as long as you could remember.
Which is why you heard a record scratch in your head when your Mom announced practically out of nowhere that she was engaged and soon to be married. Apparently, this was âthe oneâ and âher knight in shining armorâ, or so she claims. Sheâd have periods of puppy love infatuation every now and then with one of her flings, but since your Dad left the picture, none of your Momâs relationships had led to a ring on her finger- much less a mansion to share with her new fiance.
The moving process proceeded as quickly as your Momâs relationship had. In the blink of an eye, all your belongings were packed away nicely in boxes and placed in the back of a truck, soon to be parked in the driveway of your new house. It was as if your Mom wanted to move in together with her latest obsession before her new man realized how horrible of a wife sheâd make. Your Dad could attest to that.Â
The news about the engagement and rushed move all hit you suddenly, sure. But no amount of new information or experiences could have crashed into you quite as hard as your new step brother.
Literally.Â
âOw, fuck,â you rubbed your side, âWatch where youâre going.â
Gojo Satoru.Â
Despite the angelic features, this boy was nothing short of the devil. Whenever you were bored, youâd flip through TV channels and stumble across trashy reality shows where rich people drank alcohol like it was water, partied until the sun came up, and had money to burn. Youâd laugh at the over the top antics. Surely youâd never run into someone who actually behaved that way, right?
You wish you were wrong.Â
Gojo turns around and lets out a chuckle, âMy bad, sweets. Iâm not used to having such dwarfs living here. The air must be a lilâ different down there, yeah?â
He places his palm on the top of your head and gives it a pat, smirk painted on his lips. You bat his hand away and take a step back, âYou say that is if youâre not ducking to keep your head from hitting the door frame. Iâm not tall, you're just freakishly tall.â
Smirking at you, he leans a bit closer to your face. He smells of strawberries, you note.
âWell, you know what they say about tall guys with big hands, right? Do you wanna find out if the rumors are true? Iâll give you a hint,â He takes another step closer, âtheyâre more than true. And all ya gotta do is step into my room and see for yourself.â
You bristle.Â
His loud music? His rowdy friends that came over? His unwillingness to wash dishes? None of that came close to the bullshit that came from Gojoâs mouth. If it wasnât suggestive comments spilling from his mouth, it was outright filth.Â
Somewhere in Gojoâs mind, you two being in the city for the summer and practically home alone given your parents were constantly out doing God knows what meant it was open season to flirt and harass you mercilessly. It started as brushing your shoulder and occasionally touching your lower back when he would move past you in the hallway or kitchen, and now it progressed to⊠this.Â
Stepping back like youâd been burned, you look at him with irritation, âAre you on crack? Is it crack that you smoke?â
He quirks his head to the side with a little smile on his face, âWhatcha mean, sweetheart? Donât Mom and Dad want us to bond?â
You bring your hands to your head to massage your temples, âIâm going to pretend you didnât just say⊠any of what you just said.â
Turning around you begin to walk away, âKeep all your pervy comments to yourself, clean your dishes in the sink, and stay out of my way. Iâm supposed to be on summer break, for fuckâs sake. I didnât come back home from one headache to live next door to another.â
Gojoâs lips curl upwards at that as he tilts his head to the side to get a nicer view of your ass as you walk toward the other room. He knew heâd get you eventually, he just had to play the long game. Despite what the people around him thought, Gojo was no fool. He saw right through his Dadâs rushed engagement and gave the two love birds a few months tops before the relationship failed. And if his Dad was allowed to make foolish mistakes in the name of love (lust), then couldnât he do the same? After all, itâs not like heâs ever going to see you again once the marriage falls through.Â
He might as well enjoy this littleâŠ. sibling dynamic while it lasts, right? Thatâs what any good brother would do. And in that moment, Gojo decides to himself that he is that good brother. Oh, heâd be the best big brother.Â
Despite the constant annoyances from the white-haired, blue-eyed demon spawn who resided in the house, you did appreciate the in-house washer and dryer. Lugging your dirty clothes from your apartment to the laundry room of your housing complex was quite the pain.Â
Humming a tune to yourself, you walked to the dryer with an empty hamper held against your hip. Opening the dryer door, you leaned down and began to remove the items of clothing. You leaned in a bit further when you noticed a sock at the very back of the appliance.Â
Rip
You froze. Youâve never been the religious type, but you prayed to whatever god existed that your favorite sweater did not just get caught in the door of the dyer. You held your breath and tried to pull back a little further.
Riiiip
This time the tear was louder and you could just picture the fabric coming loose.Â
Biting your lip you tried to wiggle around a bit to find a way to back away from the dryer door without ruining your sweater even further. No luck.Â
After some time bent over with your upper torso stuck in the dryer, you heard footsteps approaching the laundry room.Â
âThank God,â you breathed out, âMom, can you lend me a hand? The fabric on my sweater is stuck to the door of the dryer, and I donât want to pull away since itâll rip the top even more.â
You felt a hand brush against your upper thigh, and your breath caught in your throat.Â
âOh, Iâd love to help, sweetheart,â Gogo sighed, âBut I can lend you a whole lot more than just a hand.âÂ
With as much strength as you could muster (given your upper body is stuck inside a godforsaken dryer), you kick behind yourself in an attempt to get him away from you⊠only to have him catch your foot in his large hand.Â
âOh,â he tsks, âThatâs no way to treat your loving brother, is it? After all, Iâm just trying to help my cute, helpless little sister.â
You grit your teeth, âSo help me God, Gojo, if you touch me again, Iâm going to rip your dick off and shove it down your throat.â
Although you canât see him, you know he has that infuriating smirk painted on his face. âNice to know youâve got my dick on your mind, princess. Although I think Iâd like my dick inside something elseâŠâ
Latching his hands onto your hips, he pulls your ass against him and grinds against you slowly.Â
God, was it a bad day to have worn a skirt.Â
âThese skirts? These thighs?â he groans, âThis ass? God, itâs like youâre begging me to take you. Seeing you leave the house with those skimpy little outfits on made me want to drag you to my room and fuck some manners into you. Maybe then youâd know not to show off whatâs mine.â
You furrow your eyebrows so aggressively you know thereâs guaranteed wrinkles. âWhat on earth are you talking about?â you spit, âGet the fuck away from me!â
You squirm some more but to no avail. He grabs your hips even tighter, and you feel the outline of something long and hard against your ass. You do everything in your power not to gasp. The last thing you want to do is give him the satisfaction of knowing how much this is affecting you.Â
âYou donât get it, do you?â he asks in a taunting tone, âIâve known since day one that your Mom and my Dad were never gonna last. But that doesnât mean we canât have some fun of our own, right?â He grinds against you again, and the end of your skirt pushes higher up your thighs. âAnd I couldnât believe my luck when I just so happened to be walking past the laundry room and spotted you all nice and vulnerable for me.â
âGojo, this isnât funny. Let go,â you bite back.Â
âOh, no, I think Iâm gonna take my time and enjoy this,â he continues to roll his hips against yours and removes one of his hands from your hips to push your skirt up and over your ass, revealing your panties. âBlack lace? Youâre kidding me, sweetheart. Itâs like you planned for this all along. You want me as bad as I want you, huh?â
You feel his fingers run along the elastic of your underwear and begin to slip them down your legs. This time, you really do gasp. And Gojo certainly heard it if his dark chuckle is anything to go by.Â
âIâm not fucking around, Gojo,â you let out desperately, knowing where things are about to head, âThis is fucked up. Youâre my step brother, and thereâs no way in hell Iâd sleep with you. If you let me go now, I wonât tell our parents.â
By this point your panties are on the floor and your skirt isnât covering any part of your ass. âOh, go ahead and tell them, princess,â Gojo remarks as his fingers draw closer to your cunt. âLet âem know how good your step brother makes you feel. Family comes first. And in this case,â his longer digits finally reach your pussy, âyouâll be coming in more ways than one.â
He runs a finger up and down your slit, and as much as you try and fight back, your body gives into the pleasure, especially when his fingers reach your clit and begin to roll against the bundle of nerves. âThaaaatâs it,â he purrs, âAlmost like this body was made for me the way I know it like the back of my hand, hm?â
He picks up the pace at which he rubs your clit and suddenly inserts a finger inside your cunt. âDripping already and you really had the nerve to pretend you didnât want this. Kind of a sorry attempt to maintain your modesty, sweetheart.â
Pumping his finger in and out of you, you're beginning to lose the strength in your legs. If it werenât for the fact that your upper torso was held up by the dryer, your legs might have given out.Â
âG-Gojo, we shouldnât-âÂ
He cuts you off, âYouâre really going to tell me you donât want this while youâre soaked already? Your mouth is saying one thing, but this pussy is saying another, sweetheart.â
As if to prove you wrong, he adds another finger and picks up the speed at which heâs scissoring your poor pussy. You let out a moan and allow yourself to push back against his fingers, barely mindful of your snagged sweater that landed you in this mess in the first place.Â
Youâre embarrassed to say (and youâd never admit this to Gojo), but youâre getting increasingly closer to your orgasm. Youâve been with your fair share of guys, sure, but no boy has ever made you feel as good as Gojo was making you feel right now.Â
And that drove you nuts.Â
Before you could stop yourself, you let out a moan. The pleasure of Gojoâs fingers on your clit and in your cunt was making your mind hazy and forgetful of the promise you made to yourself to not reveal how good Gojo was making you feel with his fingers alone. It was only a matter of time before your legs gave out completely if youâre being honest with yourself.Â
âOh?â Gojo asks tauntingly, âYou enjoying yourself, pretty? What happened to that bratty mouth of yours? You just needed that attitude fucked right out of you, yeah?âÂ
Since Gojo already heard your moan and knew how your body was responding to his stimulation, you all but dropped your resolve and made no efforts to hold your noises back. After all, you were getting closer and closer to your release, and your brain hardly had the capacity to stay silent while taking his fingers.Â
The lewd sounds of Gojoâs fingers pumping in and out of you were nothing short of filthy, and youâre almost ashamed to admit it turned you on even more. âHear that?â Gojo asked as he continued his rhythm. âItâs like sheâs calling out for me. Youâre close, right?â
You whine at the question.Â
âThereâs no need to respond, sweetheart. I already know the answer,â Gojo quips with a smile. âBut I think this pretty pussy of yours can be a bit louder⊠How about we pick up the pace a bit, yeah? Maybe add another finger? You can take it, right?â
Before you can respond, he adds another one of his long fingers and is plunging in and out of you at a mind bending pace. Your voice is shaky at best as you whine at the feeling. âFuck,â you moan, âS-Sato-â
The white-haired boy smiles at your broken speech and the (attempted) use of his first name, âWhat was that, baby? Trying to moan your step brotherâs name, let everyone know how deep his fingers are in your pussy?â
âUgh,â you groan, trying to muster up the last bits of willpower you have left, âfuck you.â
He laughs at your comment and is half impressed that youâre still able to talk back. âHm, still talking shit? Donât worry, my tongue and cock will take care of that riiiight away. But first,â his pace gets impossibly faster, âyouâre gonna cum all over my fingers.â
As if by magic, you came immediately after the words left his mouth. If you werenât already a bit fucked out, you would have pondered how Gojo seemed to already know your body better than you did.Â
Gojo pulls his fingers out of your sopping cunt and sucks them clean. âHm,â he hums, âTastes even better than I imagined. Youâll let me get another taste, right? I mean, thatâs the least you can do for your step brother after he made you cum so nicely on his fingers.â
He slowly lowers himself to the floor as you process his words, and before you could formulate a response, his tongue is on your pussy. You gasp out and would be tempted to reach back and grab his hair if your arms werenât stuck inside the damn dryer.Â
Gojo groans into your pussy, âFuck, sweetheart, you tasted amazing on my fingers, but I like it even better from the source.â
He dives back in and has you moaning out for more. The way he moves his lips up and down your slit and rolls his tongue around your clit feels heavenly, despite the fact that the boy is the devil himself.Â
Your legs are growing noticeably weaker, and Gojo loops his arms around your lower thighs to keep you in place and pull your cunt closer to his greedy mouth. Even then, your lower half is twitching in stimulation. Despite the tremors, you try to push your hips against Gojoâs face even more, and he lets out a laugh at the feeling. If you could see Gojo, you would see how much your sounds and movements are affecting him. Heâs already high on the feeling of tongue-fucking you. But from inside the dryer, you canât see that heâs as hard as a fucking rock, and his leaking cock is straining against his sweatpants to the point where itâs almost painful.Â
His tongue settles on your clit and begins to alternate from sucking to rubbing figure eights on the bud. Youâre really hoping no one else is home. Because if someone is, thereâs no way they wouldnât hear your desperate moans that are only increasing in volume as Gojo continues to eat you out like your pussy is his last meal.Â
âSatoru, that feels so fucking good,â you sigh, leaning your head down to rest against the wall of the dryer since youâre unable to keep it up.Â
âOh, itâs Satoru now, is it?â he asks mockingly as he leans back and lets his fingers continue the pleasure on your clit, âYouâre telling me all I had to do to get on your nice side was suck on this pretty pussy? Sweetheart, I would have done that for free.â
He leans back in and latches his tongue to your clit once more, picking up the pace and intensity of his sucking. With the little leg strength you have left, you bounce the lower half of your body against Gojoâs mouth continuously in an attempt to increase the stimulation.Â
âShe wants to ride my tongue, huh?â Gojo thinks to himself. âSheâll have all the time in the world to do that when I get her to sit on my face.â
Gojoâs turned on even more at the thought of you suffocating him with your thighs as your cunt drops on to his lips. Heâll have to experience it soon before the idea drives him even closer to insanity.Â
Fuck, he couldnât get enough of you.
He moans into your pussy, and the vibrations almost make you cum on the spot. The feeling is so good your eyes are nearly rolling back in your head. Youâre really glad Gojo canât see your face or heâd never let you forget the fucked out look in your eyes. However, what you donât know is that Gojo wonât let you forget how good he fucked you no matter what your facial expressions looked like- those were just the cherry on top.Â
âIâm so close, Satoru,â you whine, âPlease donât stop.â
You continue to grind on his face, shaking with pleasure and beginning to feel beads of sweat form on your forehead from the heat of the tongue-fucking coupled with the warmth of the dryer.Â
The dam broke when Gojo landed a loud smack on your ass. You yelped and your legs gave way fully as you released all over his face. Gojo licked up every last drop of your cum and left kisses around your inner thighs before he pulled away.Â
âDamn,â he breathed out as he rubbed his hand against the cheek he just spanked, âI didnât take you for the masochist type, little sis. Got any other secrets I should know about? Or should I just find them out myself?
You whine at the feeling of his hand on your ass. You know thereâll be a mark there tomorrow. But you couldnât focus on the long-term consequences of what was happening right now in the laundry room. It was fucked up, of course, but it felt so good that you didnât even care how wrong it was.Â
âSatoru,â you spoke, voice a bit hoarse from moaning, âneed you to fuck me.â
Gojo tilts his head in faux confusion, âWhat was that, princess? I didnât quite catch that. I mean, you are stuck in the dryer, after all. How else would I have been able to get you this easy and exposed for me?â
You groan in equal parts irritation and desperation. If you werenât so fucked out already, you would have certainly cussed him out by now.Â
âI said,â you repeat more firmly, âI need you to fuck me.â
He hums, âWhat? No âpleaseâ? And here I thought Iâd fucked some manners into you. I guess all you respond to is cock, huh?â He brings his hand down against your ass once more. âWhy donât you try again, sweetheart?â
âPlease,â you beg, âPlease, please, please fuck me, Satoru. I need your cock so bad.â
You know heâs got that bratty smile on his face when he hears your words. His little step sister wants his cock, and who is he to deny her?
He quickly pulls down his sweats and spits on it before pumping it a few times. He rubs the head of his cock up and down your slit before lining it up with your entrance.Â
âWait,â you manage to snap out of your daze, âSatoru, we need condoms.â
He clicks his tongue and shakes his head, âCondoms? Baby, donât you trust your step brother? You know Iâm clean.â
You open your mouth to refuse, but your mind gets more and more hazy as he rubs his cock against your folds.Â
âAnd besides,â Gojo grunts, âYouâll be begging for my cum soon enough.â
Without another word, Gojo slides into you. You curse out loud. Heâs not even all the way in, and he feels fucking huge. The tip alone is wide enough that the ring of your pussy stretches uncomfortably and you feel it sting. And, fuck, even though it feels like heâs been pushing in for forever, heâs still not done.Â
âFucking, fuck,â you gasp, âAre you all the way in yet?
You canât see his length, but as he pushes deeper and deeper inside your wet pussy, you suspect heâs got to be somewhere around 9 inches at least. Of course, the rich, popular, pretty boy has a massive cock, because heâs just so infuriatingly perfect.
âJust about, sweetheart,â he hisses and finally bottoms out, âWhat? Donât tell me you want to back out now. Youâre the one who wanted this, remember? My bratty little slut of a step sister canât take the cock she begged for just a minute ago?â
You bite your lip and try to adjust to his gigantic length. Once the burn subsides, you feel the pleasure seep in. Youâve never felt so full. It was as if he were in your guts, and if you could look at your abdomen, youâd see his cock bulging from your tummy. You could only imagine how much fuller youâd feel when he actually came.
And although you had been apprehensive earlier, now the idea of Gojo cumming deep inside you nearly had you drooling. Better yet, his cock is so massive that instead of drooling saliva, you imagined his cum dripping from your mouth because he had filled up your pussy past the brim.Â
âFuck, I canât wait any longer, sweetheart,â Gojo groans and begins to fuck into you. âYouâre so fucking tight it feels like your pussy is suffocating my cock.â
You moan at his words and try to picture his face as he takes you from behind. Gojo has always been attractive- that was never up for debate. But you could only imagine how hot heâd look with his eyebrows furrowed as he bit down on his pretty pink lips and sweat rolled down the sides of his face. You bet his white hair would stick to his forehead a bit, and youâd kill to run your fingers along his uppercut while he fucked you.Â
That can be for another time.Â
âOh, my God,â you cry out as he pounds into you, âJust like that, Satoru, donât stop.â
He playfully rolls his eyes as if your pussy wasnât frying his brain too, âSo demanding,â he tuts.Â
Picking up the pace, Gojo begins to slam his hips against yours even harder. He lands another spank on your ass and grabs your hips tightly with his free hand.
When was the last time you got laid? You canât even remember when the dick youâre getting now is so good. And you certainly have never had a guy this big before, thatâs for sure. But you almost feel like a virgin, because you have never been fucked like this before. It was an experience you hadnât even considered until now.
âGod, you have no idea how long Iâve wanted to do this,â Gojo professes, âEvery time Iâd hear you touching yourself in your room, I wanted to kick the door down and take care of you myself.â
If you weren't so absolutely cockdrunk already, you would have been positively flushed with embarrassment at his comment given you thought youâd been so quiet and strategic about when you played with yourself.Â
âFucking hell,â Gojo removed his hand from your ass pushed his hair out of his eyes. âI even thought about sneaking cameras into your room to get an exclusive glimpse of what you looked like all needy and desperate to cum.âÂ
You gasped at the vulgar statement and felt yourself grow strangely wetter.Â
Since when did any yandere behavior turn you on?Â
Gojo laughs when he feels you tighten around him. âOh, you like that? Well, now that I have this pussy, Iâm never letting it go. No need for those cameras anymore, sweetheart. Why watch clips when I have this cunt instead?â
You really felt like you were going insane at this point. His cock is bullying itself into your cunt at an almost bruising pace. You could feel your wetness run down your thighs and your cheeks burn with embarrassment imagining the mess youâve made on the floor from the amount of cum youâve released.Â
Gojoâs not faring any better. He felt like he would bust almost immediately after pushing into you, but heâd be damned if he fucked up this moment- the moment he had been imagining and wait for since the first time he laid eyes on you.Â
âOh, step sister,â Gojo said in a sing-song voice in between grunts, âCould you imagine if Mom and Dad walked in on us now? What would they say, seeing your precious little cunt be stretched out by your step brotherâs cock, huh?â
Moaning at the thought, you try to close your legs a bit at the overstimulation.
âOh, no you donât,â Gojo quips and pulls your legs apart before shoving a hand between them and attaches his fingers to your abused clit. âThereâs no way youâre getting away from my cock until youâre filled with my cum and canât remember a thing except my name. Got it?â
You nod your head but immediately receive another spank. âWords, princess.â
âYes!â you cry. Since there are tears welling up in your eyes, youâre now sweating, drooling, and crying. Gojo must hear your sniffling since he remarks, âNext time, Iâll take you from the front. That way, Iâll be able to see your face when I fuck you dumb.â
His words get progressively dirtier as he pounds into you. Heâs so caught up in the sensation of your pussy clenching around his cock that heâs almost rambling nonsense at this point.Â
âDo you know how hard it is not to push you down face-first on the counter when you walk into the kitchen wearing those tight dresses or short skirts? Itâs crazy how I've waited this long to fuck you,â he pants. âFuck, Iâll have to take pictures of you after Iâm finished fucking this sloppy pussy so I can show all my friends what they're missing.â
You never imagined youâd be into voyeurism, but the way Gojo is describing how heâd photograph and record you to show you off to his friends like some prize to be won has you moaning out even louder. Your whole body feels like itâs on fire. And everything Gojo is saying and doing is only adding fuel.Â
He was reaching parts of you that you didnât even know could be reached. And he could tell by your reactions how good you felt taking his cock.
âPoor little girl,â he sighed out, âI bet you were getting tired of playing with this pretty pussy all by yourself, right? Your fingers just werenât long enough to reach rightâŠ. here.â He hits your g-spot head on, and it has you screaming out his name. He rams against the spot over and over again, and you swear youâre seeing stars.Â
His stamina should be studied by scientists the way heâs relentless as he pounds into you without any sign of slowing down. You knew for a fact that you would have collapsed onto the floor if not for the dryer door and Gojoâs arms keeping you up. You felt like a ragdoll with the way he was fucking you. You werenât a person in this moment, you were his own personal fleshlight. And heâd be damned if he let you walk away without your pussy perfectly molded to fit his dick and his alone- not that youâll be able to do much walking for a while anyway.Â
âY-you so big, Satoru,â you exhale, âI swear I can feel you in my throat.â
He laughs at your cockdrunk comment, âBelieve me, sweetheart. Next time, my cock will be in that throat.â
He starts rubbing your clit even faster than before, and youâre doing everything you can not to scream your throat raw. Itâs like Gojo has some sixth sense for your facial expressions since he barks, âDonât you dare keep that mouth closed. I waited too long to fuck this tight pussy for you to hold back your screams.â
Your ass shakes as he spanks you multiple times in a row. With each spank, your moans get louder, your ass now bright red and warm to the touch.Â
Removing his hand from your waist, your legs fumble. Youâre barely standing upright, and practically all your weight rests on the where you body slumps over the dryer. âYou better keep standing, pretty.â Gojo taunts. âBecause youâre gonna have a much harder time taking my cock if you slip.â He threatens you as if he wouldnât just fuck your boneless body on the floor, but he feels you tighten even more with his empty threat.Â
Using his free hand, he spits on his fingers and brings them to your ass. Your eyes shoot open when you feel one of his digits run against the rim of your ass. âS-Satoru, what are you d-doing?â you stammer out, trying your best to form remotely coherent sentences.Â
âWhat am I d-doing?â Gojo mocks. âWell, Iâm just showing this hole some love too. Must have felt left out seeing your pussy be stuffed so nicely, yeah?â
He runs his finger along the rim and leans down to spit another dab of saliva on the hole all while keeping up his cockâs brutal pace and unforgiving assault on your clit.Â
You clear your throat and shake your head in a poor attempt to clear your mind. âS-Satoru, I havenât done anything there yet,â you pant. âY-you shouldnât do that.â
He smiles almost sinisterly, âOh, I think I should, sweetheart. And thatâs what Iâm gonna do.â
Without any warning, he pushes his finger into your ass, and you yelp at the foreign sensation. Youâd never tried anal with any of your past boyfriends. This was entirely new terrain.Â
And Gojo dismissed your apprehension like he was swatting a fly.Â
If anyone else did something like that to you, youâd wring their necks. So why did it feel so damn good when Gojo did it?
You moan louder as he begins to pump the digit in and out slowly, his spit acting as makeshift lube for the tight muscle. The combined sensations of your clit, cunt, and ass being played with was driving you insane.Â
âF-fuck, Satoru,â you nearly wail, âI canât take anymore, itâs too much!â
He shakes his head in mock disappointment, âOh, no, pretty. You can and will take it. Youâre not done until I say you are.â
Youâre fully sobbing by this point. You canât tell where your tears end and where your drool begins. Your whole body is shaking and not just because of Gojoâs unforgiving pounding.Â
âIâm so close,â you exclaim, âF-feel like Iâm going to explode.â You didnât even know how to explain what you were feeling at this point.Â
âExplode, huh?â Gojo questions as he bites back a groan, âWell, that sounds exciting. How could you possibly ask me to stop now? Weâre gonna miss the best part.â
You bite the inside of your cheek so hard that you taste the metallic flavor of blood that mixes with the excess saliva in your mouth from all your drooling. And if you were actually able to think clearly, you would have noticed the saltiness from your tears as well.Â
âS-Satoru!â you scream. âI think Iâm gonna-â
You didnât even get to finish your sentence before youâre squirting all over your and Gojoâs legs, the floor, the side of the dryer. Your whole body is trembling, and you feel as if youâve been electrocuted. Youâre still crying out as Gojo brings both of his hands down to your hips to fuck you even harder.Â
âFuck, fuck, fuck,â Gojo moans loudly, âDid you just squirt? Fucking god, I canât wait to lick it off you.â His pace is as rough as ever, but it feels even more intense since you just had the strongest orgasm of your entire life. âIâm gonna fill up this pretty little pussy, and then no other guy will want my sloppy seconds, yeah? This pussy belongs to me now.â
Gojo fucks into you one, two, three more times before heâs shooting thick, hot ropes of cum deep into your weeping pussy, still unbearably sensitive from squirting. If you werenât so fucked out of your mind, you would have been mortified that you squirted- on Gojo and because of Gojo, nonetheless.Â
It feels like ages before his cock stops filling you with his seed and he finally stills inside of you. Thatâs a miracle if ever youâve seen one, because you thought you would die if he kept going.Â
You both wince as he pulls out, and he watches in awe as his cum spills from your cunt. You hear him rustle through his discarded clothes on the floor before you hear the click of a camera. This little sound effect draws you from your haze a bit.
âG-Gojo!â you yell. âWhat the fuck do you think youâre doing?â
You can hear a pout in his voice. âGojo? What happened to Satoru, hm? Is that name only reserved for when I fuck you?â
âDelete that immediately!â you wiggle in place.Â
He just scoffs and shakes his head. âOh? You really want me to delete it? Because I could have swore you were just smothering my cock when I told you how badly I wanted to take pics of you after Iâd fucked you stupid.â
You huff and are about to argue back when you feel him run his fingers against your thighs once more, and your words are caught in your throat.
âSpeaking of whichâŠâ Gojo hums, âI must not have fucked you hard enough if you can still talk back to meâŠâ
Your breath hitches.Â
âI guess that just means Iâll have to fuck you again then, wonât I?â Gojo thinks aloud and grabs your ass with both hands. âLike I said, family comes first.â
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Best Job Ever
Kep1er Kang Yeseo & Male named character, Female named character
Categories/warnings: smut, office, public, oral, blowjob, hair pulling, facefucking, needy
Word count: 1.6k
a/n: rushed and bfh and quickie sorry its kinda bad lmao ill do better next time also thanks to @hoaqinrw for beta read :DDDD and yes kep1er once again on cooldown
Yeseo almost fights for her spot in the 6:54 a.m. elevator, nearly pushing away some other office chimp just to get to her floor as quickly as possible. Her smile never leaves her face as she rides up the stories, and it couldn't be a moment too soon before her first task of the day arrives.Â
âDing!â goes her phone's tracker app, and she opens it to reveal a name and desk number. Her smile grows wider as she reads the contents of her screen as she thinks to herself, âThis is gonna be a great day.â
The elevator doors slide open and a cool blast of air conditioning meets her face. Yeseo looks around and sees all her colleagues hard at work, and brimming with pride she thinks about how much help she offers to everyone with the work she does. Excitedly, she hurries over to plop her things down onto her desk before going off to her first assignment.
âGood morning, Mr. Lee,â she greets as she bows respectfully to her senior. He waves back, evidently in a phone call that Yeseo couldn't have seen, and he motions for her to get straight to work.Â
With a cheery smile, she kneels in front of Mr. Lee and unzips his pants for him. She eyes his cock with hunger, licking her lips at the imminent deliciousness to enter her mouth, and plants a wet kiss on his tip.Â
Her senior watches her start her first job of the day while still on the phone. He places his hand on her head and pats, urging her to hurry up. She gets the message and collects a small amount of saliva on her tongue before dragging it up his length. The young girl notices him grip his phone ever so slightly tighter, and she knows she's doing a good job.
âPoor Mr. Lee,â she thinks, âso early in the morning and already so stressed. I have to help him out.â After she sufficiently coats his yummy cock with her spit, she takes him up to half of his length and sucks hard. Luckily his phone call ends at that moment, and he groans just as he puts it down. He pats her hair, telling her he likes it, and she smiles cutely at the feedback, her eyes twinkling with contentment.
Yeseo's courage to take more of his cock grows to almost match the actual size of what she has to take in her mouth. Mr. Lee is one of Yeseo's most favorite seniors to serve, and she promised herself to be able to take all of him one day. With her newfound surge of confidence, she plunges herself into his crotch, feeling his tip slip past the center of her tongue, and it hits the back of her throat. She gags deliciously, and Mr. Lee feels it on his cock, causing it to twitch. With another groan, he places both hands on her head to keep her in place, and the feeling of his dick stuck in her throat and messing with her breathing does something to her: Yeseo starts feeling moisture in her own crotch too.Â
The young girl gags again, desperately this time, and her patron relents. He lets go of Yeseo's head and she pulls back immediately, but not so carelessly as to let him feel any of her teeth. Lines of spit connect her lips to his cock, and yet a happily teary-eyed Yeseo allows herself no downtime. She wraps her smooth and delicate fingers around his throbbing cock, giving long and slow strokes, not to make him cum just yet, but to keep him occupied while she collects herself. If his load is going anywhere, it'll be on her tongue and down her throat, and Mr. Lee expects no less of her.Â
Yeseo regains control of her breath once more, and she dives back in. She takes him all the way again, and this time she only gags the right way. Mr. Lee once again holds her head in place, and Yeseo, ever the hard worker, takes the opportunity to lick wherever her short tongue could reach on his shaft.Â
The way Mr. Lee grips handfuls of her hair tells her that he loves it, and Yeseo prepares herself for what's to come. She knows her patron well, and she's happy to be doing such good work. She readies her throat, and despite the tears welling in her eyes, she shoots a seductive wink at him, telling him she's all set.
And he complies: his grip tightens and Yeseo savors the feeling of him yanking her hair as rough as he can. With no additional warning than him pulling back slightly, he pushes back into the young girl's throat once more. Yeseo holds absolutely no control anymore whatsoever, and she's reminded that it's exactly how Mr. Lee likes it. To him, she is nothing more than a warm and wet hole for him to use, and she wouldn't have it any other way.Â
He gets into a rhythm, and soon his thrusts into her throat have Yeseo gagging again. Lewd sounds continuously escape her, a steady and deep gluck-gluck-gluck emanates from the young girl's mouth in between moans of pleasure. This is her second-most favorite part about servicing Mr. Lee: the way he fucks her cute little face gets her going like no one else, and when he's free and Yeseo has no immediate tasks, he's so very kind to return the favor. Deep down inside, Yeseo feels selfish for wanting it, wanting him; he must be busy.
She settles and contents herself with getting her face fucked by her favorite patron, never mind the growing wet spot between her legs, âwhy the fuck is Mr. Lee so hot?â âSnap out of it, Yeseo! You have a job to do!
And yet, she canât control herself: her fingers reach into her wet panties and she plays with the lips of her pussy. Between the rough facefucking sheâs getting and the pleasure she gets from her own fingers, Yeseo steels her will to hold off from cumming just yet.Â
Despite this, though, she canât deny that with everything sheâs going through right now, her fingering her swollen clit, her senior fucking her throat-pussy the way she likes, her vision blurring with tears, her mind getting fuzzy from lack of airâŠ
Yeseo almost doesnât hear Mr. Lee groan loudly, one last time. Thankfully she does, and she relaxes her throat even more for him. He pulls her head in and shoves his cock as deep as it can go, and he lets everything out: all at once, his hot and delicious cum floods Yeseoâs throat, the warmth slithering down her throat. Her eyes cross as she starts to sputter, and the sheer amount of cum sheâs receiving renders her useless, mindless. It starts spilling out of her mouth, âSuch a shame, what a waste of his yummy sperm,â until it starts spilling out of her nose too. The young girl is almost completely limp with bliss, never mind her own orgasm, sheâd be lucky to survive the next two minutes without air while she takes the load of her life, âWhen will it end?â âI hope not soonâŠâ
And she snaps awake again at his command; Mr. Lee yanks her off his cock by the hair, and he takes a moment to admire his handiwork: Yeseoâs face is properly fucked, her makeup ruined, and his baby batter decorating her features like itâs the best thing sheâs ever had. In some ways, it is, and she wouldnât have it any other way.Â
Yeseoâs heartbeat picks up again when Mr. Leeâs hand touches her cheek. She knows exactly what this is: itâs her turn. He leads her to meet his gaze, and without breaking eye contact at all, he lifts her onto his desk, legs wide apart, pussy covered by the thinnest, wettest, most ruined-looking pair of cute floral panties anyone has ever seen. She relishes in his gaze, and she loves the way his mouth waters while ogling her needy crotch. Yeseo wishes he would âjust take me already. Just fuck me. Pleaseââ
âDing!â goes her phoneâs tracker app, and she reaches to pick it up. A swipe and a couple seconds of reading later, and she meets her patronâs eyes once again. The look on his face tells Yeseo only one thing: heâs disappointed that she has to leave him.Â
âIâm very sorry, Mr. Lee,â she mutters with regret, getting off his desk, âMiss Kwon is calling. Please feel free to call me again when your timer resets.âÂ
He helps her down, the gentleman he is, and holds her steady while she wobbles. Yeseo faces him properly, and she bows a deep bow of respect to her senior. âThank you very much.â
~~~
Yeseo emerges from the restroom after cleaning herself up and making sure her mouth is perfect once more. She thinks back to the remarks section of her second task of the day: âMiss Kwon is ovulating today. Please exercise proper oral hygiene to avoid any accidents.âÂ
She makes her way to her office, âWe can be as loud as we want in here,â and knocks respectfully. She fixes herself once more, and the door opens to reveal a woman not much taller than she is, but older, wiser, and needier than she can imagine.Â
âCome in, Miss Kang. Iâm afraid youâve got your work cut out for you this time.â She leads the young girl under her desk, and Yeseo looks up with the most adorable eyes.
âPlease donât hold back, Maâam. Have me any way you like.âÂ
~~~
a/n: like i said bfh and also quickie and rushed lmao sorry
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Helooo, Iâm back with more Jing yuan food. Imagine a Jing yuan that turned into a cat because some assassin accidentally mixed up the poisons with a transformation potion. So you have to take care of him since wellâŠur his partner. If I was taking care of cat yuan, Iâd tie a red ribbon on him just like his human form. Cat yuan food fur u. Bai <33
Lmao you're keeping my mediocre writing spirit up oh well. Grammatical mistakes obv.
"Honey.. where are you?" You searched through your house. Getting slightly concerned as Jing Yuan was nowhere to be found. He could be in his office due to an emergency but he took a day off today.
"Meow."
That startled you. Did he bring home a cat?
You opened the bedroom door to be greeted by a white cat standing ontop of an unconscious body.
"Jing Yuan!" You rushed forward thinking that the person was Jing Yuan but upon getting closer and closer, your brows furrowed and your steps hatled.
It was a man dressed in black, not to mention he had a weapon. You crouched near it, trying to see the face underneath. There's a chance it could be him.
"Meow!" The cat jumped on you. Occupying your plam by jumping on it. It was so befuddling.
Something told you that this feline was your husband. The suspicion rose when you realise that cats don't have an eye covered by their hair. "Jing Yuan?" You hoped that this cat could understand you and he actually nodded with a meow.
Well whatever that was, you called the Knights and the man caught was an assassin. It took a day but you connected the dots and confirmed that the white feline was indeed your husband.
Cat Jing Yuan.. oh boy. Im going to keep it short because I have to sleep.
After coming to the realisation you had no choice but take care of your now cat husband. But for Jing Yuan..
This was a vacation he never knew he needed.
Getting to lay in your wife's lap all day, getting hugs, kisses and pats and having to not worry about work. Sign him up.
"Meow." The cat purred feeling your fingers glide through his fur.
"You're really enjoying this, huh? The assassin that mixed the chemical is being held in the shackling prison."
Honestly, he loves that stupid assassin now for giving him a free vacation. Maybe, he can ask the dude for one more....
Fu Xuan and Yanqing.
"Lady Y/N, do you know where General Jing Yuan is?" The blonde child asked, in search of his master.
"..."
"He needs to get back to work. Everyone's asking where he is." The Master Diviner grumbled, distressed by the intense questioning she has to answer.
"He... umm." You glanced at the cat who shook his head no. "So, Jing Yuan was poisoned by an assassin in his sleep, he's in no state of working."
"What?!" Both of them shouted in unison.
"General is bed ridden?" Yanqing was concerned.
"..That's not good." Fu Xuan sighed. Her frustration having turned into somewhat sympathy. "I need to keep my omnisa activated every now and then."
"I'll tell the other generals about that situation." She added.
Watching this in your arms, Jing Yuan felt a little guilty. This was becoming his guilty pleasure at this rate.
"Oh Lady Y/N, did you get a new cat?" Yanqing changed the topic.
"Yes."
"..Strange. It almost looks like him." The Lady Diviner was catching on.
Now to the thing you were talking about.
"..Jing Yuan, would you mind a red collar?" You asked the fluffy feline occupying your lap. You had to ask because it would look cute on him but did he want it as well?
"Meow." He agreed after a minute.
You giddily put the collar and ofcourse had to take a picture. Maybe you can collage the photo of human him and cat him and use it as phone wallpaper.
Lingsha. Idk why but I had to do it.
"Hmm.." The lady giggled. "Almost amusing to see the Loufu general be reduced to a mere cat."
"How long do you think the postion lasts, Lady Lingsha?"
"It's been 2 days, you say. The potion's effect lasts for a week so 5 more days remain until the Loufu General becomes himself." The Cauldron Master answered with an amused look.
Fu Xuan.. Again.
"So it was you, General." Fu Xual glared at the cat. Jing Yuan hid behind your figure.
"I apologise for lying, Lady Fu."
She sighed. "I suppose there's nothing to be done. How more until he turns back?"
"4 more days."
The pink haired woman shook her head in defeat.
I know it makes no sense.
People were beggining to question you as well. It was a bit overwhelming at times. But luckily, your cat husband was there to be your plushie.
Things he doesn't like as a cat.
Now being pampered is fine and all but it started to get boring when he had nothing to do but laze around. He also couldn't embrace you or keep you in his arms and lap anymore (obviously). It was.. irritating to say the least.
Yep I'm not happy with this. I'll update this if I can.
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Heeeey pookie!!
i loved your Arthur fic too much, the man deserves to receive more love hereð¥¹ð«¶ð«¶ I have two ideas for you, which in my head make more sense. I will try to explain myself as best as I can but in reality this is not my strong point LMAO
If you want and can write something about loving every little thing the reader does, such as the habit of brushing his hair behind his ears or, for example, when he reads a book that she cries, smiles or curses as if he LOVES that about her. ð®âðšð
Or maybe something about him being a little jealous and possessive not in a grotesque sense like I had to defend her from someone in a bar or something, like her being too nice by not wanting to walk away so as not to hurt the other person even if it's bothering her (that happens to me often hahað
)
Maybee some of the care for her when she's sick ð¥¹ð¥¹
Of course, only if you feel comfortable with these ideas, which were more than two, I apologize for that, I'm a little excited.ð§ð»ââïžð«¶ð«¶
(I hope I have made myself understood, also English is not my first language, I am sorry if this is complicated when read or understood, also sorry this was so long :(, anyway much love to you ðððð)
Little things
A/N: I am going to write all of them, they're so cute. Arthur absolutely deserves more love, he's underrated. Don't worry btw, your English is fantastic. I'm actually Australian so my spelling of certain words are different to everyone else's ð
. Keep an eye on my page for the next few days, I'll release them soon (I just need to finish my uni assignment first, whoops ð€·ââïž). I hope I did what you were thinking ð«¶ð«¶
Arthur Leclerc x reader
Warnings: Fluffy/Simp Arthur
Synopsis: "If you want and can write something about loving every little thing the reader does, such as the habit of brushing his hair behind his ears or, for example, when he reads a book that she cries, smiles or curses as if he LOVES that about her. ð®âðšð" - This part of the request.
You and Arthur were lying on the couch watching a movie after a long day. You propped up my pillows with Arthur on top of you, head resting on your chest. Your fingers started to scratch the back of his scalp, slowly worth their way up. He sighed as he pressed himself deeper into you, nuzzling his face into your skin. He lifted his head up and pecked your lips. You look down at him and giggled, âwhat was that for, baby?â. He looked up at you with a peaceful smile, his eyes brimming with love as he replied âjust appreciating the small thingsâ before resting his head back on your chest as you kept scratching his head.
The next time it happened, you guys were cuddled up in bed and you were reading a book. It might be one of the saddest books you had ever read in your life (for this Iâm gonna use âBridge to Terabithiaâ cuz I feel like everyone read it for school). You got the the chapter where the girl fell into the creek and drowned. The pure amount of detail broke your heart and sent you into a sobbing mess. Your sniffles caught Arthurâs attention, he looked down the see his shirt beginning to get wet. He pulled you up to face him as we wiped your tears. âHey hey hey what happened mi amor?â He rushed. You explained what happened, causing Arthur to give you that look again. A peaceful smile, eyes brimming with love, he pecked your lips, âhow about we read a happier book?â He suggested. âNoâ you said as you made eye contact again âI just wanna cuddleâ. He grinned and settled down, pulling you into him âthat is something I can definitely doâ. You smiled as you tucked yourself into his side.
Another instance was when you and Arthur were walking through the paddock. The crowd was pushing and shoving, sweeping you away with them. Arthur quickly realised you had gotten caught up, jogging back to guide you again. You think your right hand to his left, your left hand coming up to hold his strong bicep on the same arm, basically wrapping yourself around his arm. You have his hand a little squeeze, leaning your head on his shoulder when he squeezed back. You made it to the Ferrari garage and you knew you would need to let go but you didnât want to, do you didnât. Arthur planted a kiss on your forehead and gave you that dopey, in love look he gives you in moments like these. âWhat?â You laughed. Arthur pecked your lips ânothing my loveâ he mumbled against them, âjust admiringâ he winked. Just like a school girl, you giggled and then cuddled into him, are grip still tight on his arm.
What really stood out is when you were cleaning your shared apartment. You were going through your shared closet when you found a brown leather book. The title on the inside of the book, in Arthurâs unmistakeable handwriting, was âthose momentsâ. You flicked through the book and saw dates and times, which matched to all the moments when Arthur gave you the look. Scratching his head on the couch, crying at a book, being clingy at the paddock, it was all there. What you didnât know, was that Arthur was leaning on the door frame, watching you read his little things journal. âFind something good, amor?â You jumped at his question. âIâm so so sorry. I shouldnât be snooping but Iâve never seen it before, and I had no idea what it was for. Iâm sorry, I shouldâve given you your privacy an-â Arthur cut you off with a kiss. âIm glad you found it. Everytime you ask about this âlookâ I give you, you now know what I was feeling and thinking. Is that ok amor?â He has a glimmer of home in his eyes as he asks you. You put the book back where you got it from, wrapped your hands around his neck and kissed him deep âof it is, I love you Arthurâ âI love you mi amorâ
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