#do not wanna be known as the guy who sucks at it even if I can research
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i was telling myself it was okay that i sucked at guitar hero's easy mode at the arcade earlier and that no one was even paying attention to me but then my mom said there were 3 dudes watching me when she walked in
#MOM THAT'S THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT YOU SHOULD SAY#đđđđđđđ#i used to be decent at rockband but i haven't played since 2009#so when i was with my 6 year old sister at the mall's arcade i thought id try the guitar hero thing since it was only 50 cents#ummm guitar hero is harder? đ i was on easy aka only had to worry about 3 colours and i still missed â
of them đ#i used to get perfects on hard#my goofy ass hand wasn't even on the right colours at first#also i was startled by how fucking LOUD it was#if id known itd be that loud i wouldnt have touched it#đđđđđđđđ#i think the dudes who were watching were workers bc i saw them playing it while i was helping my sister with a game#anyways i love that genre of game and i wanna get clonehero but the guitars are so expensive đ§đœââïž#the arcade will have to deal w me sucking loudly#scarlett.txt#i tried to get my sister to play it but she didn't want to bc it was loud#i was babysitting while my mom got an oil change across the street#so that's why my mom showed up 30 mins later#anyways why is she going to a mechanic for an oil change did she forget im gay#i played a linkin park song cuz it was the only one on the list that i liked#guys where is the paramore the bullet for my valentine the my chemical romance#tbf i don't actually expect mcr on an arcade guitar hero#was there even a smashing pumpkins song on that bitch#today or mayonaise pls#there was a bunch of classic / dad rock songs which is to be expected but why were there less than 20#where do i file my complaint#they didn't even have soad
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so now im sure she is the one who has been sending me anon hate about me being ugly.... đ
#she said things like oh i would never send anon hate to anyone!!!#but ig ppl just say anything and then do it anyway đ#ppl will just lie and pretend to be your friend to then use your insecurities against u#if she acted like a grown up and talked to me i wouldve listened#but that wouldve required her to listen to me tooand not just judge me#and ig she couldnt do that#so she took the easy route#like if i explained to her that yeah i felt abandoned by u bc u just stopped talking to me as soon as u got a bf#and then i kept talking to that guy bc of these reasons where i wanted to see if i could pick up on signs#bc being abused by my bf is one of my biggest fears i have#and she wouldve said iget that but i still feel uncomfortable. then i couldve listened to hger and decided if i wanted to keep making her#uncomfortable and hurt her or just stop. but she didnt say anything or try to communicate or listen#and now to see what a fucking shallow narrow minded view she has#is frustrating bc she hadnt even tried to talk or understand or communicate or explain her side#which is like ok that sucks but whatever i will just let it go#but then she keeps sending me hate abt what i confided to her abt and talk shit abt me and it is like#can u just let it go#just stop everything. lets just pretend we have never known eo or talked at all#anyway ig i dont wanna be friend w a woman who invalidates founded fears#like shes just the kind of woman who would tell her friends that#oh yeah your bf hit u just bc he loves u stop complaining!!#so ig this is good either way but like. ig she just assumes i was flirting behind her back#bc she cant comprehend a woman only being friendly with a guy#and like i didnt keep telling that guy im already in love w someone lmao đđ#gosh...disappointing. people are so disappointing#and childish and shallow and narrow minded. yikes
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*sorting through my docs by deleting stuff, tiredly and procrastinating on doing finals when I have at least two assignments to write*
I sure love when I realize 80% of this shit is stuff that is not public. (I was gonna mention this sooner but getter fics have me in a choke hold that I cannot write ANYTHING ELSE please fucking save me)
#meg text#writer struggles#I need to write⊠stuff for other obscure anime⊠but this show said fuck you#even though I have- like maybe 5 fics that still need to go up?#The only fics I donât plan to let out our vent stuff small test drabbles etc#but my now late Halloween fic + follow up to my one shot series- oh lord you guys been sitting there for awhile#also donât get me STARTED on all the essay scripts I have#I know for sure Iâm getting a computer soon but will these see the light of day? Fuck if I know#my ass had one about Kei that isnât done đ I think most of them are more unfinished then my non getter fics#some of them was therapeutic ranting honestly so it doesnât matter if it does get turned into a vid#but also Iâm debating if I wanna do analysis bc even if I already do it essay videos are so hard#do not wanna be known as the guy who sucks at it even if I can research
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reader being a spoiled âgood girlâ kook who doesnât give rafe the time of day with his reputation and treats jj like shit when he does work around her house for her dad. at least until jjâs snap story updates with her getting fucked from behind, the hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise having that unmistakable signet ring on it and jjâs moans being heard from behind the camera as his cum starts to land on her tear stained face đ
OH. this has been rotting since the end of july and iâm sooo sorry, i hope you see this sweet nonnieđ„șđ©·
CW: smut! 18+ only! threesome, jj posts it on his snap story, piv sex, male receiving oral, facial, praise and degrading. rafe ân jj are kinda fucked up for this but oh well.
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Youâd always been known as the âgood girlâ on the island. You never got into any trouble, you steered clear of parties, and you definitely didnât hang out with people who were constantly getting themselves into some shit.
Rafe Cameron was nothing if not persistent, heâd always tried to hit you up, asking what you were doing, wanting you to hang out with him, but you never gave him the time of day, why would you? He was not a good guy, and everyone knew it.
The same goes for JJ Maybank, the well known, most attractive Pogue on the island. You saw him a lot, seeing as your father had hired him to do work around your house a lot. JJ was also quite persistent, always trying to make you crack, bend your own rules, but your walls youâd spent years building up had you treating him like the no-good Pogue he was.
You treated both men pretty unfairly, at least, thatâs what the public saw. No one knew that you were secretly a filthy slut behind closed doors for both the Kook and Pogue kings of Kildare Island.
âThatâs it, baby, takinâ Rafeâs cock so fuckinâ good arenât you? That tight little cunt loves to be pounded from behind doesnât she?â
JJâs words have your pussy clenching tightly around Rafeâs thick length, pulling a low groan from him. Your bloodshot eyes look up, finding JJâs ocean-blues, his phoneâs camera pointed right down at you.
Wanting to give JJ something good to watch later, you push your head down further, taking his entire length down your throat, eyes never leaving his. JJ groans, his free hand making its way to the back of your head, fingers tightly gripping at the messy, tangled locks. He holds your head down, forcing you to suck in breaths through your nose the best you can.
He slightly tilts his phone up, capturing only Rafeâs toned abdomen and the way his hands were tightly gripping at your hips. His fingers dig into your skin so hard youâre sure youâll have bruises later, but youâre too fucked out to care. You loved that they were your dirty little secret, loved the way they took turns fucking your throat, pussy and even sometimes your ass. They knew you had a reputation to uphold though, and they didnât seem to mind the way you treated them in public, so long as they could fuck you like this whenever they wanted, you could do as you pleased in front of everyone else.
âFuck, Y/N, your pussy feels so goddamn good, gripping my cock like she was fuckinâ made fâme.â Rafe rasps, his thrusts becoming sloppier.
JJ releases your head, allowing you to pull off of him and suck in a much needed breath of air. More tears slip past your lower lashes, making JJ breathe out a dark laugh.
âGod, you look so fuckinâ pathetic, cryinâ like a fuckinâ baby while Rafe fucks that sweet cunt and I take this sweet mouth. Go on, suck my cock, princess, itâs aching for you.â
Rafe grunts, his fingers digging into your hips harder as he uses them to pull you back onto his cock, forcing you to meet each of his thrusts.
You lower your head, tongue darting out and softly swirling around the swollen, leaking head of JJâs cock. He groans, lowering his phone back down to capture you sucking him off again.
âEyes on the camera, baby. Donât wanna miss a second of your facial expressions while my cock is down your throat and Rafe fucks you from the back.â
You quickly obey, forcing your eyes to look up and into the camera of JJâs phone. You begin bobbing your head up and down his length, sucking and licking every last inch of him until you feel his cock pulse inside your mouth.
Rafe groans, slamming his hips forward one final time before his warm, sticky load is filling your pussy. âFuuuuuck, baby, gonna have you leaking my cum for the rest of the day.â Rafe groans, holding onto your hips as he holds your ass flush against his groin as he rides out his high.
JJ isnât too far behind Rafe, quickly pulling himself from your mouth and jerking his cock. A low, raspy groan fills the air as his cock twitches, his warm, sticky cum landing on your face and tits. JJ slowly removes his hand from his softening dick, his phone coming down and right in your face as he records the little facial he gave you.
âThatâs it, baby. Gotta show everyone whose fucking girl you are, donât we?â
In your euphoric, fucked out haze, you donât catch JJâs words⊠You just softly nod your head, saying âYeah⊠Your girl.â
He and Rafe share a look, laughing lightly between one another before they both remove themselves from your bed, quickly dressing and helping clean you up. JJ tucks you into your bed after they have you completely cleaned up, placing a soft kiss on your forehead and whispering, âMaybe thisâll teach you to be nicer to us in public, baby.â
#rafe cameron#jj maybank#rafe x reader x jj#jj maybank smut#rafe cameron smut#rafe cameron blurb#jj maybank blurb#rafe cameron x kook!reader#jj maybank x kook!reader
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âjust try itâ
fuckboy!hyunjin x reader
Word count;7,023
Summary: youâre known as quite a timid & closed off person in your college class, the one who studies 24/7 & doesnât have much interest/ confidence in order to enjoy the usual college life, including having sex. You get partnered up for a project with the known fuckboy of the campus, hyunjin.
MDNI, 18+ only, smut warnings under the cut
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SMUT WARNINGS: Virginity loss (f rec), slight coercion, kinda manipulative hyune, fingering(f rec). oral (both rec), piv, multiple orgasms, slight needy hyune, slight body worship, nipple sucking, light marking(scratching, hickey), corruption???, mention of blood( It's extremely brief) kinda angsty ending??
"Hyunjin, for the presentation you can go with... y/n!" your lecturer says after scanning the room & you freeze as she says this, making you want the ground to swallow you on the spot. You know Hyunjin & you haven't got a good opinion on him whatsoever.
You give a faint, displeased smile to your teacher before she moves onto sort out other groups for the project & a minute later, the chair beside you is moved & your new partner is now sitting next to you.
"heya, glad to be your partner, don't worry, I'll actually pull my weight sweetie so you won't be doing it on your own." he says with a faint smile, resting his head on his hand as he looks at you.
You stare at him as he says this, honestly in disbelief. You know he is just trying to piss you off as he has asked you to do an essay for him, leaving you with all his notes before running off, not allowing you to even say no. "I don't want you to help me, you'll make us fail. I'll just do it." you say, venom in your voice & hyunjin 'tuts' at this.
"Cmonnn y/n, don't be silly, i'd love to help! You can come to my place at the end of today & we can start." he says as he rips the corner of the piece of paper you were writing on & writing his address on it before sliding it to you & then standing up & resting his hands on the back of your chair as he leans down to you. "See ya later."
He leaves the classroom as the bell goes & you groan, scrunching up the paper he scribbled on & shoving it into your jacket pocket before also leaving.
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You spend your lunchtime in the library, starting a few rough drafts so you can get a better idea of what you want to say as you present, taking the extra couple of minutes to write Hyunjins parts too. You have your headphones on & you're quite honestly in your own little bubble but as you look u from the computer to open your drink, you notice the same annoying guy from earlier, sitting across from you, looking at his phone, not paying you any mind.
"Can I help you?" you question, staring at him with an annoyed lookon your face. "Actually, you can. Stop working without me, I want to help." he responds back, not looking up from his phone as he texts someone. You scoff & roll your eyes as you swivel around in your spinny chair, looking right at him.
"I don't feel like failing because you do jack shit. Just go n i'll do it myself, go admire yourself in the mirror or something & leave me alone." you respond again before turning back to your computer but a second later your chair is being pulled by him so you're facing him again, his phone now on the desk.
"Stop being so weird y/n, I want to pass as much as you do so stop being so stingy. Move, I wanna see what you've wrote." he flashes you a closed mouth smile before lightly pushing your chair, allowing him to now have space for him to also sit. You groan before standing up. "Just take my seat Hyunjin, I'm leaving." You push your seat towards him & begin to leave but you feel him swing his arm out & hook around your waist before pulling you.. onto his lap.
"You're so hard to please, you like this with everyone n everything hm?" he questions as he begins reading what you've written down, grabbing the keyboard & beginning to tweak a few things.
You hate to admit it & glad there are no mirrors anywhere so you don't have to allow yourself to see how much you're blushing. You can't think of anything to say so you just sigh as you watch him type, his arm still around your lower half, him paying no mind to it as he pulls his airpods out & handing you one as he uses the other as he puts a random playlist of his on, your own headphones around your shoulders.
You both stay like this, you being too shy to move & he just simply not caring, he asks for your opinion on certain parts as he types out your opinions.
A minute or so later, you both hear footsteps entering the library but you both don't pay attention, up until the footsteps stop right in front of you, the footsteps belonging to another girl in your class, Lisa. You give her a small smile, trying to be polite despite not really being friends but she ignores you as she pulls Hyunjins airpod out & he flips his head around before looking up at her.
"Ah, hiya Lisa, you alright?" he asks as he now realises the perfume you're wearing, which he likes. "Yup. Wha'cha doing? I thought we were going for lunch together at that new cafe I saw, y/n keeping you prisoner? You're more than capable to do this without Hyunjin today, right? Can you stand up n Jinnie cmon." Lisa replies, trying to sound as if she is joking around but it's obvious she's pissed.
Her words make you remember that you're still sitting on Hyunjins lap & you instantly shoot up but his arm stops you, forcing you back onto him. "Ahh Lisa totally forgot, y/n is helping me get that A so i'm gonna stay, go with Chan or something, I'm busy." he responds, turning the chair you're both sitting on so you're both now facing the computer as he begins typing again.
Lisa scoffs as she has her eyes burning into the back of your head before she slams his airpod back down on the desk & walking out, her paying no mind to the stares from annoyed students she is receiving. "Bitch almost broke my airpod into damn pieces." he murmurs as he reaches out & takes it back & puts it in his ear, not mentioning anything else, which makes you curious.
"Why is she so upset? You can go with her Hyunjin I can really do this on my own." you question, reaching forward to pull your notepad towards you, swatting his hands off the keyboard as you start copying what you've wrote on paper, onto the document. "She's pissed because me n her have been fucking n she can't handle me talking to any other pretty girl. Me n her are nothing so don't stress pretty, I'm available." he jokes as he leans back to let you type & you scoff.
"How can you be fucking her yet you claim to be nothing with her? You're playing with her feelings, it's sad." you respond, annoyance in your tone & Hyunjin just sighs. "I've got a big dick n I like to use it. You'd fuck her too if you had a dick, she's good at sucking it, believe me. She said she wouldn't catch feelings but here we are. I'm tryna pawn her off to Seungmin or Chan but she doesn't take the hint." he says, nonchalantly as his fingers fiddle with the bottom of your shirt, simply twiddling it in between his fingers.
"Why you interested anyway, It's casual sex. Don't you relate? I know you don't party or anything since i woulda seen your pretty face from anywhere but don't you ever hook up with anyone?" He questions, leaning forward as he rests his chin on your shoulder, not failing to miss how you tense up as he does so. You don't respond to him, which give him his answer.
"Ohhh, you a virgin or something? How does someone who looks like you not get around?" he teases, wiggling from side to side in the chair, making you wiggle on him as you huff. "Shut up Hyunjin, oh my god. I just.. have better things to do? I have better things to focus on." you murmur back, cheeks going red again but this time out of embarrassment. He chuckles before letting the subject go, not wanting to pry too much.
You type for a minute or so more as he helps you reword it, suggesting some ideas which actually aren't stupid. This goes on for a few minutes until you hit a stump & both can't agree on what to do. "Just come to mines later, mkay? I know you've kept the paper, Sorry to be the one to break the bad news but I've got to go see someone, so you're gonna need to get off my lap." he says, patting your leg & you shoot up, remembering where you both are & being reminded again you are siting on thee Hyunjins lap.
He packs his stuff up before ruffling his hair up & then walks past you, taking his airpod out of your ear & also your headphones off your shoulders at the same time. You turn around to protest but he speaks before you can get any words out. "I'll take these with me so you have to come later, unless you wanna buy another pair of course, see ya later pretty." he skips away, your teeth clenched & eyebrows frowned as you watch him.
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You reach his apartment later that night after going home to get dressed, now wearing sweatpants & a plain grey tee & you stand at the front door for a minute, trying to talk yourself into knocking on the door but also to try calm your nerves. 'why am I so fucking nervous?' you keep asking yourself. Before you can act on anything however, you feel a tap on your back & it's obviously hyunjin, staring back at you, before moving forward to unlock his door, as he does this you realise the faint smell of a sweet smelling perfume, which makes you roll your eyes.
"You coming in then?" he questions as he kicks off his own shoes, arm still holding the door open for you & you sigh before stepping in, also taking off your shoes.
You follow Hyunjin into his bedroom out of all places as he takes your bag off your back & throws it onto his bed, you take a seat on his desk chair, spinning from side to side as you sit on top of your hands. "Why can't we study in your kitchen hmm? or livingroom?" you question & he flops onto his bed before digging through your bag to grab your books. "My wifi connection is shit everywhere except for my bedroom & bathroom for some reason so unless you wanna spend even longer with me than you want, not that I'd mind, by the way, we gotta do it here." he says, not bothering to look up at you as he grabs a few highlighters & pens from your pencil case, taking the extra few seconds to have a quick dig through the rest of your bag before putting it on the floor.
You scoff as you stand up off the chair & settle down on his bed beside him after realising it will be almost impossible for you to both sit at his desk due to the size of it & the random clutter all over it.
You both begin figuring out what the hell you both need to include for your exam, Hyunjin obviously still randomly trying to flirt with you but you just ignore it. You both actually start making progress, both of you lying on your stomachs across from one another as the mixture of scrap paper, books & laptop is in between the both of you as you both balance yourselves on your elbows.
Every time you both have a quick discussion, however, you can't help but notice how much his eyes wander to the opening of your shirt, showing the top part of your chest, you try to ignore it but you can't help but get a bit flustered by it, which he realises so he doesn't have the shame to stop. "Can you stop trying to stare at my tits? You aren't even being discreet." you scoff, trying to sound stern but your voice pitch raises at the end regardless.
"Can't help it. You're hot n if it's right in front of me, you can't blame me, silly." he quickly responds, nibbling on the end of your pen. "You're such a man slut, you have another girls perfume on you yet you can't contain yourself around someone else not even two hours later, you gross me out." you snap back, reaching out to snatch the now slightly chewed pen from between his pretty lips & wiping it on him before dropping it on the bed.
"Only have the perfume smell because Lisa knew I was gonna be with you later, you jealous or something y/nnnn?" he snarks, reaching out to boop your nose, watching as the tip of your ears go bright red. "Jealous? Don't make me laugh, Hyunjin. I don't care what you n her have going on, believe me." You break eye contact with him, getting flustered from the conversation happening. "Cmonnn, y/n, if you wanna fuck, just say that." he half jokes, picking up the pen again before fiddling it in his hand.
You laugh at his words, honestly not even surprised at what he is saying. "You're so cocky, god. I'd genuinely, rather die." you spit, eyebrows frowned, which makes him hum. "So, you're telling me, If i was to kiss you, you'd actually push me off you?" he queries, pushing the paper & books to the side, nothing separating the two of you anymore.
You open your mouth to mostly yell at him for even saying something so dumb but you don't get any words out as he puts his hand behind your head & leans forward before connecting his lips against yours. You freeze under the touch, not even really knowing what to do since you've never actually kissed anyone either, but you can't help but take notice of how soft his lips are & how they move in a perfect rhythm.
He breaks his lips off yours a few seconds later, but doesn't leave your space, your lips centimetres apart. He again realises how much he is blushing & you hate how composed he looks. "Y/n." he says, in a lower voice. "mhmm?" you instantly reply, your heart racing. "Was that your first kiss?" he questions, the hand behind your head now playing with your hair.
You embarrassingly nod your head & he just smiles. "Well, since we are here, we can redo it, if you want. No pressure." he responds, his voice now sounding more soft. You mentally contemplate for a split second before nodding. "just follow my lead alright, it's easy." he says before leaning back in & kissing you again.
You move your lips against his, remembering to relax your lips so it feels easier & better for Hyunjin. You subconsciously lift your hand to rest it against his cheek but as you do this, he leans further forward & pushes into you with his bodyweight, making it so you are now laying on your back & you can't help but feel your underwear dampen, which gives you even more butterflies.
He moves the hand that was resting on the back of your head & rests it on your cheek instead, caressing it with his thumb as his other hand now rests on your lower stomach before his fingers begin playing with the hem of your shirt & you move your own hand & rest it on top of his that is playing with your shirt.
He keeps the pace of the kiss slow, keeping it enjoyable for the both of you but he can almost hear your heartbeat going at a million miles per hour as he teases you by biting your bottom lip, which makes you let out a small whimper which instantly sends blood to his cock.
You somehow forget to breathe & as he breaks the kiss for the second time, you're breathing a lot heavier as your cheeks are on fire due to how much you're blushing.
"There's no way that was your first kiss, you're so good at it." he remarks, biting his own bottom lip, which you can't help but find extremely hot. His fingers now dig themselves under your shirt, his finger now lightly scratching & caressing the skin of your stomach, making your back arch slightly.
"It was my first time.. I swear." you say back, your voice sounding more blown out & airy than you wanted. "Well, if you want, we can go further. I've already been your first in one thing & I'd be able to actually show you how to feel good.. for your future partners, of course." he says, his voice sounding low again, his fingers not stopping their actions as he still caresses your skin.
"I- that's a huge thing Hyunjin, I want my first time to be with someone who I really care about." you basically whisper back, your nerves making you want to almost vomit, he pouts at your response. "heyyy, I can show you absolutely everything you'll ever need, I'd look after you so well, make you feel amazing, if you'll let me. I know you care for me even a little bit since you've been blushing every time we have spoken today. Not to mention, I've never had a bad review." he responds, elongating the last word to try get his point across.
As he says this, he leans further down & rubs his nose against yours while giving a faint smile, before leaning down & nuzzling his face into your neck , inhaling your sweet vanilla perfume before nibbling on your neck. "I promise. pleaseee.?" he whispers in your ear, his fingers now crawling further up your frame, resting just beneath your tits, which makes your breath hitch. You think for a second, your hand reaching up to caress his long soft hair as you nod your head before mumbling an 'okay' & you can feel him smile against your neck.
He sets himself back up on his elbows, giving you a warm look before leaning back, kissing you again as his fingers now reach up & cup your right tit, to his surprise you're not wearing a bra, which makes him hum. "No bra? Did you expect this, y/n?" he asks, smirk not leaving his face as he starts to brush his fingers over your nipple, making you squirm beneath him. "They're just uncomfortable." you reply, making him chuckle before kissing you again.
He wraps two fingers around your nipple before twiddling it between them, tugging it lightly every once in a while, liking the reactions you give him as he does so, letting small noises escape your lips & get swallowed by him.
This continues for a minute or so before he moves his lips from yours & moves to your jawline, slowly littering kisses down it before moving down to your neck as he removes his hand from your tit to lift your shirt up but you stop him as you sit up & take your shirt completely off, surprising yourself with the random outburst of confidence.
His eyes light up at the sight, your tits being some of, if not the best pair he has ever saw. He smirks at your face, you giving him a faint smile, your eyes filled with lust as you are convinced your panties are now soaked more than they already are. "so pretty, can I taste them?" he asks as he lays down & pulls you so you're now straddling him, your ass now being able to feel his thick hard on.
You nod & he wastes no time at all before pushing on your back, your tits now right above his face before he looks up at you, smiling before he latches his pretty plump lips on your nipple as his fingers begin playing with the other one again & you can't control the yelp you let out at the feeling. You throw your head back as your fingers weave their way through his hair as you lightly tug on it, making him release a few low groans as he continues suckling, spit leaving his lips & wetting your boobs.
You can't help but begin grinding against him, the sucking noises & your light whimpers filling the room. He switches to the opposite nipple & at the same time, his hand comes to rest on your ass, caressing it & squeezing the flesh, making you arch your back, wanting more.
"Hyune- more, please." you say, swallowing your pride & asking the man beneath you to give you what you now want. He unlatches himself & you look down at him, his lips & chin shiny with his own spit as he helps you grind against him. "Well what is it you want y/n hmm? You're gonna need to tell me if you want anything since I don't know what you can handle, silly." he replies, smirking at you as he wriggles his fingers into the waistband of your sweatpants as he now grinds into you too.
"I- fingers or something, please?" you whine, leaning forward to hide your face in the side of his neck, hiding the embarrassment on your face. Despite you not being able to see it, he is smirking as he helps move you so you are laying on your back again & your legs automatically part, your feet planted on the bed as he settles between them, sitting on his legs as he takes his hoodie off, revealing his gorgeous body which you can't take your eyes off of.
"Just giving you a bigger view with a view." he remarks which makes you snap out of it, chuckling to himself as he leans forward to kiss your forehead, making your heart flutter.
He sits back again before putting his hands on your knees, caressing them with his thumbs as he is between your legs. "Can I take these off? They're cute n all but I'm sure your bare legs look a whole lot better." he says as he is looking into your blown out pupils without his own, now fiddling with the drawstrings of your joggers.
"Please." you reply & he doesn't waste any time before helping take them off, you raise your hips for him to make it easier, now leaving you in just your basic, white cotton underwear which makes you hide your face in your arms, shy, but he is quick to swat them away.
"Don't hide your pretty face, there's nothing to be embarrassed of. You're so innocent, my y/nnie." you don't fail to miss the 'my' part & you clench around nothing, letting out a small huff as he lays himself down on your stomach. You set yourself up on your elbows as you look down at him, a bit confused as he admires your clothed core, a small wet patch seeping through the cotton.
He takes a finger & touches your wet patch before taking it to his lips & tasting it, letting out a hum noise as he smiles, not even looking at you as he then peels your panties off your skin too, now leaving you completely bare for him, making you squirm.
He plants some kisses on the inside of your thighs as his finger trails up & down your slit, spreading your wetness around your entire core, making you raise your hips off the bed due to the unfamiliar stimulation but he is quick to push you back down.
"I'm gonna give myself a better taste, alright? Keep your hips down or I'll stop. If you seriously want me to stop or slow down, just say the word yellow, okay?" he asks, fingers stopping their movement. "O-okay, can you just go slow? I don't really know what to expect." you reply, giving him a small, nervous smile, which he nods. "Of course, I was planning on it anyway beautiful, Just lay back f'me." You do as he says & lay back & gasp a second later as you feel the kisses have now moved from just your thighs, a kiss now being placed right on your clit.
He kisses from the top to the bottom of your pussy, listening for your reaction & once he realises it's a good reaction, he begins kitten licking your clit, his index finger still feeling around the outside of your hole, adding extra stimulation. He lets out a low groan & licks the entirety of your core in one motion, making you whine & you try to close your legs on accident but he's quicker & wraps your thighs around his arms, holding them open. "Taste so good, fuck." he murmurs to himself more than to you as he begins speeding up his motions slightly, flicking his tongue back & forth before taking your clit into his mouth, suckling on it, making sure to use plenty of spit, the noises of his lips & the wetness echoing throughout the room, almost as loud as the moans you're now making.
You try your best to not squirm too much but you can't help it & you are moving as much as Hyunjin is allowing you to which isnt much by the way, the sensation being completely new to you in the best way possible. You let out an even louder whine as he uses his teeth to lightly graze against your bud, throwing you towards a high, feeling much stronger than when you brought yourself to orgasms.
Hyunjin takes this opportunity to now slide a finger inside your tight hole which you clench around immediately, making him groan again. He begins to slowly finger you while feeling around for your G-spot which only takes him a few seconds due to his long fingers & he begins rubbing his finger up & down it, making your eyes roll to the back of your head as your legs begin to tremble.
"Hyunj- I'm gonna cum, d-dont't stop." you yelp, fisting his clean, grey bedsheets until your knuckles are turning white & who is Hyunjin to deny you? He continues at the exact same pace with his finger but decides to add a second one, stretching you out that bit extra as he continues to suck on your clit, using his tongue to massage it at the same time.
Your orgasm washes over you, it being the most intense thing you've ever felt. Your fingers latch onto his hair & pull on it, pulling a groan out of him as he lets you ride out the first orgasm of the night, his arms having to work harder to actually keep your legs open.
He unlatches himself & slowly pulls his fingers out of you when you've came down from your high, panting heavily as a thin sheen of sweat now coats your face. He sits back up on his legs, caressing the inside of your legs for a moment before crawling up your frame & tapping his now coated fingers on your lips & you understand instantly, opening your lips & he pushes his fingers into your mouth, resting on your tongue as you suck your own juices off them, his eyes not leaving yours for even a second.
He releases his fingers from behind your lips before leaning in & kissing you again, this time worming his tongue past your lips, allowing you to taste yourself even more, making you hum, not expecting to be so turned on by this.
You slither your hand down his pretty chest & even prettier abs before fiddling with the hem of his pants, looking up at him with glossy eyes. "Just gave you heaven n you're wanting more? Aren't you full of surprises." he teases, poking his tongue on the inside of his cheek. "I want to, return the favour, well, try to." you reply, fingers moving down to balm the huge tent in his pants, making him jerk his hips forward on instinct.
"Ahhh, you want to suck my cock, jagi? Aren't you too sweet. I'll guide you. Don't be intimidated though." He says before standing up to kick his pants off & taking his underwear off with it too & you now know what he meant by 'don't be intimidated' because he is huge. He is around 7 inches & it slightly curves upward & his balls pretty & full, making your eyes gape open in amazement but also nerves, he laughs at your reaction.
He sits back down on the bed & you take it upon yourself to move & settle down on the floor in front of him, sitting back on your knees as he opens his leg enough so you can settle between them.
"Just take it at the base with a grip that isn't too strong & jerk up & down at a slower pace & then work your way up, you can kinda twist your wrist in a way too. The tip is the most sensitive so make sure to focus on that mkay? Just do what feels right, I like a tiny bit of pain so don't stress if you graze it." he tells you, his hair sticking to his forehead as he looks down at you.
You nod at his words & begin jerking him off the way he instructed & you're clearly doing a good job as he jerks his hips into your hands, biting his bottom lip as you do so. "Make it wet, it feels better." he groans & you let a glob of spit fly past your lips onto his angry red tip, which makes him wince before you lean further forward & lick the bead of precum off his tip, making him groan.
You look up at his reaction as you begin to suckle on the tip of his cock before moving sown to the shaft & littering kisses & quick suckles on it, before repeating the action. Your hand is now wet with the spit you've dropped onto & jerked all over his cock & you you decide to wing it & you put his entire tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue over it & he throws his head back, trying his best to not jerk into your mouth as you work your way down slowly, taking about a quarter of his cock in your mouth as you keep jerking him off.
"You sure this is y-your first time? too good at th-this." he groans out as he gathers your hair out of your face & pulls it into a makeshift ponytail, groaning at the pleasure you're giving him. You try to take further in your mouth but he's quick to pull your head back up so you're not pushing yourself too much, him deeming it as too much to try deepthroat him on your first time.
Spit keeps escaping your lips & you jerk it into his cock, the sloppy noises turning you on impossibly more. You release his cock from your lips to get your breath back & you blow cold air onto his tip which makes his legs tense up as he lurches forward slightly. "You're made for this y/n, i'm convinced. Lay down on the bed for me pretty." he says in a aired out, raspier voice as he helps you stand up anyway & he lays you on your back.
He quickly walks over to the other side o the bed & opens his drawer before pulling out a condom, ripping it open with his teeth before walking back over to you, your legs already spread open enough for him to slot himself between. He puts the condom on & jerks himself off a few times & then drags his cock over your folds a few times, making you buck your hips.
"I've stretched you with my fingers but it's still gonna be a stretch y/n, please tell me to stop if it's too much, you're a smart girl so i'm sure you know it's gonna hurt. You ready?" he questions, his face more serious looking than before as he looks into your eyes, still dragging his cock, it running over your clit. "I know, Just do it, I'll be fine." you respond, your hands resting on your chest.
He gives you a warm smile before he slowly begins to push inside of you & your breath hitches in your chest, trying to not pay much mind to the pain but a few tears leak past your eyes. Hyunjin pauses his movement when he is half inside you, leaning forward to allow you to hold onto him. He plants a few kisses on your jawline before connecting his lips to yours, kissing you slowly as he pushes the rest of the way in, making you yelp into his mouth, his fingers coming up to wipe away your tears despite him not even being able to see them.
Your hands latch around his back as you keep clenching around him, making him groan into your mouth. Once he can sense you're more relaxed due to not clenching as tight as much anymore, he pushes the rest of the way in before pausing again.
"How are you feeling, beautiful? You alright?" he asks you as he moves the hair out of your face then kissing the tip of your nose. "H-i'm fine, just feels weird." you reply, one of your hands coming down to hold onto his muscly arm, relaxing yourself.
"Okay, I'm glad. I'm gonna move now, alright? The pain will pass, pinky swear." he gives you another peck before he sits back up & holds onto the inside of your legs, keeping you open for him as he slowly retracts himself then pumping himself back in, making you let out a small 'mhmmph' sound. He sets an extremely slow pace, not breaking eye contact with you to make sure you're not going through any extra discomfort.
You begin to let out small moans & whimpers after a few minutes, the pleasure now surpassing the pain. Hyunjin scrunches his eyes together as you clench around him, higher pitched moans leaving his lips. "You c-can go faster. Feels good." you tell him, trying to move your hips to get more. "Thought- you'd never ask. Yo're s-so tight y/n, fuck." he groans as he slowly begins to pick up his speed, the lube provided by the condom plus your wetness making it loud, your skin sticking together as he fully thrusts inside you.
"y-you're so beautiful. So good f'me y/nnie. so pe-perfect."" he whines as he sets a quicker rhythm, throwing his head back, trying to not cum on the spot just from the noises leaving your lips.
He brings a hand down to your clit & begins rubbing circles, matching the pace his cock is doing & your back arches off the bed & you shriek from the overstimulation. "G-gonna cum again, t-too much jinnie." you gasp, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your hand reaches down to try swat his hand away from your clit but he is quick to hold your hand down on your lower stomach, now making you feel his cock moving inside you. "you can take it pretty, Just a little more, o-okay? cum with me." he groans out, not slowing down his pace at all. Your legs keep shaking & your back keeps arching off the bed, unable to even form thoughts, the only words able to leave your mouth being his name.
"c-cuh-cumming hyune." you force out & hyunjin can't help but smirk. He lets go of your hand & leans back down so your chests are connected before nestling himself in your neck before he begins sucking a hickey into your skin, only partially on accident, but you pay no mind.
You begin clenching uncontrollably as you can feel your orgasm bubbling up, your whole body beginning to tingle as his cock is ramming into your G-spot without missing a beat. "Y/nnie p-please don't clench so much, g-gonna cum." You can't stop even if you wanted to though however as your orgasm squirts out of you, spraying directly onto Hyunjins abs, pubic bone, the base of his cock, the bed & a few droplets hitting your lower stomach too, your eyes rolling back into your skull as your fully body shakes, shrieking & gasping uncontrollably.
"Holy shit, y-you're too perfect, squirting on my cock, y/n you'-you're too beautiful, you're n-not real, oh my god." he whines into your neck.Hyunjin basically squeals, his moans are that loud as he bites down on your neck as his own release fills the condom, you being able to feel his cock pulsating inside you.
You both sit in silence for a minute, catching your breaths back, feeling each others chests expanding against the other, his hot breath against your neck as you weave your fingers through his now wet hair.
Once you have both actually came down to earth, he peels himself off of you before peeling the now used condom off his now softening cock & you realise it has a red tint to it despite him trying to hide it from you by throwing it in the bin quickly.
"Did i bleed on your dick Hyunjin? That's so gross I'm so sorry, you could have stopped I wouldn't have cared." you rush out, feeling a deep level of embarrassment but he just tuts in response. "Don't be ridiculous babe, It's normal, doesn't bother me." he replies as he walks over to his drawers, pulling out a pair of boxer shorts & a random tee shirt before handing it to you.
"You can just stay here tonight, I don't really want you tryna get home since it's not stupid to think you're gonna struggle to walk too much, we can go shower soon." He says as he climbs back up his bed, You would protest but you know he is no doubt right. He sits up by his pillows before pulling you into his chest as he kisses the top of your head.
You both stay like this for a while before you both remember your orgasm is still marinating into his bedsheets, he changes them right after he helps you into the shower before joining you.
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It's been a week since Hyunjin took your virginity & you have tried your best to tell yourself it meant nothing to him, because it most likely didn't but you have since caught feelings for him, despite trying absolutely everything not to.
You both still met every day but it was mostly just on campus & you completed your project & obviously got an A but he actually helped so it wasn't just all you, which you deeply appreciate.
Ever since the project was finished, however, he has kept his distance. He doesn't sit anywhere near you & spends his time in lectures teasing the other random girls who fawn over him, which makes your heart burn.
You are just day dreaming when two girls in front of you talking catches your attention, & that's when you find out Hyunjin hooked up with one of them, the day after he was literally your first for everything.
You feel tears begin threatening to leave your eyes so you gather your stuff & leave the room, your lecturer not paying any mind & you begin walking towards the bathroom to try freshen yourself up when Hyunjin walks from the opposite direction & he notices the tears & he stops you by moving your chin so you're looking up at him.
"Why the tears, sweetcheeks? Pretty girls shouldn't cry." he remarks, chewing gum as he looks at you, wiping a tear off your cheek with his thumb. "Doesn't matter Hyunjin, stop bunking & go back to class." you say in a monotone voice. "woahhh, you're calling me Hyunjin again? I liked the name Jinnie a lot more, why've I been demoted hmm?" he teases back & you want nothing more than to punch the gum out his mouth.
"You tell me, do you tell all the other girl you fuck to call you Jinnie too? Like the one you fucked the day after you took my virginity?" you snap back, your voice shaking. He raises his eyebrows, honestly in shock from your words. "Babe, you know what I'm like, we aren't anything that I'm aware of so I'm a free man. If you want anything else, you gotta tell me." he replies, his voice sounding more soft as you actually begin to cry, which he hugs you as you do.
"I just thought you just wanted your cherry popped, y/nnie, I'm sorry for thinking so, mkay? We can get lunch together or something n cheer you up, we can speak about it." he offers & you just nod , leaving his arms as you wipe your tears away.
He gives you a smile before he wraps his arm around your shoulder, walking back the way he had just came from. "You can choose the place, but not too expensive since I'll pay as an apology present."
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 Ę   đ ážážáž deer in headlights â rafe cameron + reader ( obx ) : when trying to help your sad friend at a party leads to an unexpected kiss from rafe.
contents : slight dick!rafe. nsfw intentions (not full on sex tho). slight dubcon (not heavy or roughly forced) tittie licking/sucking. tittie grab. kissing.
your eyes scanned the party mess. it had only been an hour or so. but more than likely people came drunk way before. most go from party to party, trying to find one that wonât get busted. weâll see how long this one lasts.
girls yelping, some giggling, most a boy crazy mess. guys hollering, others giggling themselves, nearly twirling their hair at the bent over girls âenjoyingâ their drinks. you couldnât help but smile. even though you never found yourself in the centre of it all, you were far from hating the experience.
but thatâs when you spotted your friend, scarlet, bolt upstairs, pushing her sleeve down to her fingertips to wipe the mix of tears and mascara from her face. you stood up, tilting past the edge of the couch to reach her.
âscarlet!â you call, trying to quicken your steps. what had happened? she either ignores you or simply canât hear over the drowning base of the music.
you follow her upstairs. âscarlet?â you call again. and this time she shifts her gaze, her head turning towards you.
âhey..â you smile softly reaching her side. âwhatâs wrong? why the tears?â
scarlets bottom lip quivers, even if she trying to force it down, while her brows remain furrowed and bent with hurt. she looks as though she wishes to say something, but then she gulps. her expression pales as she rushes into the bathroom, but not before she shuts the door stopping you from entering.
scarlet was always a little complicated. easily embarrassed despite her confidence.
thereâs a moment where all you can hear is puking as you try to turn the handle finding that the door is locked. âno. donât come in.â she says, breathless after a moment.
âscarletââ you say in protest, wanting to help. âno! please.â she replies, cutting you off.
you sigh, knowing she hates anyone seeing her puke. âi just wanna help.â you try.
âno Iââ you can hear her hiccuped breathing. âi donât want him to knowâŠâ her tone is almost pitiful.
âwho?â you ask standing by the door.
âkelceâŠâ
âkelce?â your brows furrow before thinning out. âis he the boy you kept telling me about?â
she sniffles. âmaybe..â
âscarletâŠâ you say softly âwhat happened?â
âit was a joke. all of it. âsleep with the slutâ.â she scoffs. âjust because i like boysâŠa lot of them doesnât mean iâm someâŠlook liking dick shouldnât be some god awful issue.â
your brows furrow again, but this time in anger. you hadnât known kelce that well. only through living on this island, like most. but you had thought he was merely a guy looking to stay âcoolâ or âpopularâ, not an outright dick.
not like his friend, rafe. rafe cameron. now, if anyone was to easily be called a âdickâ it would be him.
âare you sure i canât come in?â you ask. âplease justâŠâ she replies, to which you ease her. âitâs okay. just relaxâŠlet me go get you some water.â
you rush back downstairs, squeezing past the out of tuned drunks, and high teens. you head to the kitchen. but as you do, you catch a conversation going on in the hallway.
âi fucked her over manâŠâ the voice, you can identify as kelceâs. âiâŠwhy did i do that?â
âhey, calm down. donât get worked up alright?â the other voiceâŠrafeâs.
ânah man..â kelce sounds stressed, almost on the verge of tears.
âlisten to me man. it was a stupid joke. she shouldnât have taken it to heart, yeah?â rafeâs tone is dismissing towards scarlet, which honestly doesnât leave you very surprised.
âfuck..â kelce mutters âbut now she doesnâtâŠwant meâŠwant anything to do with me most likely.â
âthen move on.â rafe replies, speaking as though that concept is a breeze.
âmove onâŠâ kelce mutters, repeating slowly.
âyeah, move on. youâre at a party for christs sake. have fun. plenty of girls around.â rafe replies, hitting kelceâs shoulder by the sounds of it.
you peek slightly round the corner to watch them.
kelce sighs rubbing his head roughly.
âgo get âem man. go onâ rafe pats kelceâs back as he slightly pushes him towards the heat of the party. you quickly return behind the doorway as he passes.
you wait a moment before looking back to where they were talking to find rafe staring straight back at you. you pause, blinking. rafeâs head tilts, his expression not one of surprise, as if he had spotted you the moment your head poked out.
âyou always eavesdrop?â rafe takes a swig from his beer. you step out, darting your gaze slightly.
âi was just getting some waterâŠfor my friend.â you reply as he begins to head over to you.
âyeah?â he hums nodding, as he stops a few step distances from you. âdoes that water trip include spying?â
âi didnât catch much.â you reply.
âyeah, how much did you catch, deer?â he asks, his gaze darting over your face and down your body as if heâs trying to place you.
your brows furrow. âdidnât know you were one forâŠnames like that.â
rafe scoffs âi meant âdeerâ as in a deer caught in headlights, not the other âdearâ.â he says tapping his beer bottle on your nose, gesturing to your round eyes.
your nose scrunches in response as you lean back, rubbing it. âiâm not âcaught in headlights.ââ
âno?â he replies. âor maybe youâre just starstruck.â
âby you?â you ask raising your brows. âiâm sorry, but you donât have that âwonderâ to you, rafe.â
âa lot of girls think different.â he replies. âyouâd look at me with âwonderâ if youâve been seeing stars all night.â
you pause, staring at him, before his words register. âew, rafe.â
âouch.â he replies, completely unbothered, taking a swig.
âthe majority of people who you make see âstarsâ are those who have a âyour-shaped-fistâ indent in their face.â you say edging back into the kitchen, preferring that this conversation ends sooner than later.
rafe scoffs, his face dropping, as he steps after you. âyouâre not clever.â
âyou seemed affected though.â
âre-size your brain, it ainât that bigâ
you raise your hands in innocence, as you turn towards the sink, grabbing a clean empty glass. rafe leans up again the kitchen island, his legs planted in a slight spread.
you glance back at him, wondering why heâs still here.
he watches you.
âlook, iâm sorry for eavesdropping. i only cared becauseâŠâ you pause instinct telling you not to talk about your friend with the likes of rafe. but he clearly already knows.
âoh you got a reason? youâre not just simplyâŠnosy?â rafe gives a fake-surprised look, as you stare blankly at him.
âyouâre talking as if you know me.â
âi do know you.â he replies simply.
âno, umâŠyou donât.â you look confused.
âyeahâŠi do.â
âmaybe weâve had likeâŠone proper conversationâŠâ you say.
ânah, more than that.â why rafe is saying such simple sentences is a bother to you.
âalright, wellâŠjust because weâve talked a couple times doesnât mean you âknowâ me.â you say filling the glass up with water looking back to the sink.
âyou think I pay no attention to the people on this island?â
âyeah, sure, briefly. i do the same.â you reply shrugging. âyouâre acting as though you know my favourite colour or something.â
âorange.â
you look to rafe, staring at him. âwhat?â
he crosses his arms, placing his beer to the side. âno, obviously i donât know your favourite colour. iâm talking about behavioural observations, not stalker material, doll.â
âi thought you werenât one for names like that.â
âiâm not.â he replies so simply again.
you look back to him seeing that heâs not going to explain any further. âokayâŠâ you mutter moving past him with the glass of water.
âthat for kelceâs fuck buddy?â rafe asks staying against the island.
you pause âIâm sorry?â
âwhatâs her name again?â rafe hums. âsophie?â
âscarlet.â you say with a frown. âand she was never kelceâs fuck buddy. she liked him.â
âyeah, most do like who they fuck.â rafe turns to you.
you narrow your gaze. âyour buddy kelce may have thought of it like that, but she never did.â
âhearts break.â rafe states stepping closer âbig deal.â
âyeah, it is a big deal. sheâs hurt. and fair enough, cause if I got treated like that Iâd react the same.â
âwould you?â rafe asks. âhave you?â
âgotten treated like that? luckily no. but itâs because she puts herself out there way more than me. sheâs confident. actually gives it a go.â
âwhat a star.â rafe mocks.
âyouâre all talk, rafe.â you say âbecause if a girl hurt you like that, Iâd think youâd be worse.â
âreally?â he looks down at you. âand what happened to not knowing each other that well?â
âyouâre a loud bully. iâd have to be deaf not to easily hear about the things youâve done.â
âyou make it sound so dramatic.â rafe scoffs.
âyou are rather dramatic.â
âlook, doll,â rafe begins leaning down to level with you. âyou can nurse sophie back all you want, comfort her, but youâre really not helping.â
âhow so? do you have a better idea to help?â you ask raising your brows.
âyeah.â rafe says darting his gaze âenjoy the party. let them deal with it.â
âdeal with it? you told kelce to go scout the girls here.â you say.
âyeah, and you actually think he listened to that? kelce is a bleeding heart. sensitive like a fucking kids movie.â rafe states. âno, heâs gone to talk to her. sheâs crying in the bathroom right? i guarantee heâs there too.â
âand what makes you think sheâd want to see him?â
rafe shrugs. ânot our problem.â
âsheâs my friend. of course itâsââ
but rafe cuts in, grabbing your shoulders. ânot. our. problem.â he states slowly. âyou think you rushing in there is going to help? they need to talk. kelce needs to talk.â rafe chuckles. âthough if I were him, I wouldnât bother, find someone new.â
âwell thank god she didnât sleep with you.â you mutter.
âjealous?â
âoh yes.â you nod sarcastically. âwouldnât want her stealing you away.â
rafeâs lips quirk up. âyeah?â
âyou look way too happy that i said that.â you eye him.
rafe grabs his beer off the kitchen island, bringing it between you both. âdrink.â
you look at the bottle then back to his face. you shake your head. but rafe just nods, bringing the bottle to your lips. you lift your hand to protest but your glass of water spills a fraction making your hands pause, and giving him enough time to tilt the beer into your mouth.
youâre instinct is to swallow, before you step back, wiping your lips. âew, rafe.â
âdo you find everything disgusting or just when it involves me?â rafe asks taking a sip of his own from the beer bottle.
you meet his gaze staying silent, as he frowns.
âiâm not some troll.â he scoffs.
âcouldâve fooled mââ
but rafe cuts in. âdonât finish that.â
you press your lips together, almost smiling, despite yourself.
âdonât smile either.â this time rafe looks disgusted. âyou look dementedâŠâ he then pauses. ââŠor pretty, hard to say.â
you scoff âgreat save.â
âi try.â his lips quirk up again. he looks around a moment before his smile fades, finding a certain spot behind you.
you look behind you also seeing a girl whoâs gaze is hardened on you both. you shift your gaze back to rafe but heâs far closer then before. you instinctively lean back.
âdonât be annoying now.â rafe says.
âiâm just moving back.â you reply, not seeing the problem.
âhm.â rafe hums, rolling his eyes. though that action doesnât seem to be for you, but for the girl staring.
âkatie, right?â you say in reference to the girl.
âew.â rafe replies.
âew?â
âi thought you were well aquatinted with that word?â he steps closer to you, glaring at the girl. âwhat a pest.â he mutters.
you look back to katie, whoâs gaze hasnât shaken. âyou with her or something?â
âdonât ever say that again.â rafe says harshly. âlittle bitch doesnât know when to quit.â
âit must be that âwonderâ you possess.â you say shrugging.
rafe looks to you, deadpanned. âfunny.â
âiâm just saying. which is why iâm confused that youâre bothered.â
âwhen I kiss someone, i want to like it.â rafe states blandly. âi didnât like it, so thatâs why sheâs not over here and instead over there.â
you stare at him. âokay. then have you talked with her about that?â
âuh huh.â rafe says. âin one ear and out the other.â
rafe then focuses fully on you, an idea almost displayed in his eyes. you look back at him confused, your eyes darting a little nervously at the intensity of his sudden attention.
âare you a good kisser?â
rafeâs question makes you pause, even more confused, your eyes widening a fraction. âwhat?â
âcâmere.â he murmurs, his finger curling into one of your jean loops at your hips.
âwow, wowââ you rush out placing your hands on his chest as he tugs you closer.
âlook convincing.â he hums tilting your chin up. his lips reach yours, stepping against you.
your eyes flutter shut at the closeness. his mouth moves against yours, finding your bottom lip as his tongue drags. the suddenness of it all makes your head spin.
rafe begins to smile against your mouth, either at katieâs reaction, or potentially yours. his tongue doesnât let up as it slides between your lips, reaching your own. his hand grabs your glass placing it aside before he reaches for your hair sliding his fingers between the strands.
your lips feel wet now, swollen, as you clench at his shirt to breath. he lets up leaning back a fraction. youâre blinking, licking your own lips in shock. you knew they were now red.
âwhatâŠwhat was that?â you whisper. you pause then glance back to katie whoâs gaze is like thunder but she finally looks away, heading outside to the busy pool. âoh...â you say. âto make her jealous? really?â
âno, to make her leave.â rafe replies, his tone almost distant, as his gaze is stuck on your mouth. he then leans down and kisses you again, stopping your tongue from dragging along your lip repeatedly. he was far too eager this time around.
and this time you step back.
rafe nearly follows your lips.
ârafeâŠsheâs gone, you can stop now.â you mutter fixing your hair.
rafe then murmurs. âdidnât I say if i donât like it leave?â
âwhich is rather rude when youâre actually kissing a girl.â you reply, a little flustered, as you reach for the glass.
rafe slides it away. âyou kissed back.â
âi was surprised.â you say.
âglad you have that instinct then.â rafe muses. to which you turn away aiming to leave the kitchen.
but rafe steps after you. âwhat, going back to sophie?â
âscarlet.â you say. âand yes. Iâve left her for too long.â
rafe blocks your exist. âyou donât like me, i get that. but if you want to help your friend, let them talk. and in the mean time, enjoy yourself.â
âso youâre suggesting I go outside then? maybe to the pool.â you say, as he shakes his head.
âno idiot. here. with me.â
ânow thatâs the kind of name i thought youâd prefer saying.â you reply. âandâŠnoâŠthank you.â you say trying to move past him.
âyouâre a good kisser.â
âhow sweet. move pleaseâ you say.
âmy god, you really hate me, huh?â he chuckles
âi dont know you enough enough to hate you.â you say âbut i do dislike youâŠsoâŠ.close.â
âat least Iâm not at the far end of the spectrum.â rafe hums, getting closer and fiddling with the end of your shirt.
âyouâre close.â you say trying to move his hand away.
âbut not there.â
ârafe, what do you want?â you sigh, looking up at him.
âi wanna see if you look more like a âdeerâ when my hand is actually doing something.â he murmurs for your ears only.
âIâm sorry?â i stare at him, surprised as if he hadnât just randomly kissed you before.
ârelax.â rafe murmurs, pressing against you. âease up, baby.â
all you manage to do is stare as your body registers the feel of his.
âyeahâŠâ he hums, tugging at your hair slightly. âlike that.â
ârafeâŠâ you say, still confused by his actions.
âcome on,â he chuckles lowly. âitâs a party. donât tell me you donât enjoy it?â
âi do, itâs justââ
but he cuts you off, his breath hitting your cheek. âthen left your shirt up, lemme seeâŠâ
your stomach fills with butterflies, your eyes darting over his face.
âlisten, Iâm bored.â rafe says his lips now pressed to your ear, his hand squeezing your waist. âandâŠi liked the kiss. so Iâm thinking Iâll like the rest of you.â
âyouâreâyouâre just overly horny.â you say.
âand whoâs fault is that?â
âhey, you were the one who kissed me.â you say.
he smiled as his hand sunk under your shirt to your stomach.
ârafeââ
âshh.â he hushed, looking down at your shirt and his hand underneath. he lifted the material. you move to grab the shirt, embarrassed at the exposure.
âplease, doll, just a quick look.â he says. ânone of this has to mean a thing, i promise.â his hand grips your shirt.
and strangely, as he tugs you to a darker corner of the kitchen, his hands lifting your shirt to reveal your bra, and the hum that follows, makes you wonder if he really means that promise.
because as soon as his finger traces the cup before slipping inside, and brushing right over your nipple, the look in his eyes changes.
you canât pinpoint what it changes to, but his following action, with the grip in your hair is clearly a new promise.
if he doesnât like it he leaves.
but what happens when he does like it?
he grins nearly cooing at your concentrated face. âdonât think too hard.â he hums as he rubs your nipple and breast making your breathing hitch. âkeep that head small for me, doll. youâre a very pretty deer when caught in headlights.â
âyou just like me dumb.â you say, understanding his words.
his grin merely grows, as he pushes your bra cup aside completely holding and grabbing your breast. âwell, when youâre smart youâd push me away.â
you nod, as he nods too, chuckling. he then forces you to arch against him, as he leans down, keeping eye contact.
he swirls his finger around your nipple. âshould I turn this red too?â
the moment his tongue reaches your nipple, tingles run up your spine. and as he begins to suck, the tease in his voice leaves him as he murmurs a simple âfuck.â
your stomach churns, as he nods, almost answering himself with a name he claims to dislike. âyeahâŠbaby, donât moveâ
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Pairing- VampireKing!Jungkook Ă Human!Reader
Genre- Arranged Marriage AU (Sort of?), Enemies to Lovers, Soulmate AU
Summary- Jeon Jungkook was known to be a tyrant, destroying anything and everything to get what he wanted. And this time, he wanted you.
Warnings- Mentions of blood, gore and murder scenes, eventual smut, JK is definitely a hard dom and mad possessive, vampire bites and blood sucking.
A/N- Even though I have tagged the people who asked to be tagged, there will be no taglist for this series from here on. I only tagged you guys to sort of let you know this series has started. It's a big struggle to keep all those usernames up to date so you might wanna turn on the notifs :)
Please find the introduction to the world of Amour Mort here!
You ran through the forest, tears in your eyes making it difficult to see the path ahead, but you could tell you were venturing deeper into the more dangerous side. At the back of your mind, you were very aware that you shouldnât be here past midnight, and that if someone found you breaking curfew, you would probably be executed by the throne, thinking you were some sort of rebel revolting in the recent uprisings. But all of that paled in comparison to the despair gnawing at your soul.
The branches clawed at your skin, leaving angry red marks, but you didnât slow down, only realizing you had come here barefoot when tiny stones began hurting the bottom of your feet. You were being chasedânot by a person, but by your own thoughts and the relentless ache in your chest. Your fatherâs words would not stop playing in your mind, your palms pressing against your ears as you closed your eyes in an attempt to silence his voice.
"You're nothing but a burden to me. I wish you had never been born!"
Suddenly, a sharp pain seared through your right foot, sending you stumbling and falling to the ground with all the air being knocked out of your lungs. You winced, letting out a whimper as you managed to look back, gasping at the bear trap that had clamped around your foot. Its teeth dug into your flesh, and blood pooled on the dead leaves beneath you.
âNoâŠâ you cried out, sobbing at your misfortune, the pain from your wound shooting through your leg in waves. A thought came to you: maybe this is how you die, completely alone and unloved, with no one to care that you werenât at home right now.
âThatâs not true! Lila caresâŠâ
Your mind screamed at you, your sisterâs pretty face popping into your head. Well, this was true; your sister did care about you. But really, there was only so much she could do when your father did not even acknowledge you as his daughter. You still remembered the party where a guest mistook you for a maiden working in the mansion. It had truly hurt you, but there was nothing you could say, not when that is probably what your father wanted the world to think. A part of you thinks he hates you because your mother died just five days after you were born, but how could you, a mere baby, be at fault for that?
Gathering all your energy, you began to drag yourself to a tree nearby, wincing and whimpering with every wave of pain that washed over you. You could even feel the burn on the skin of your forearms where it rubbed against the rocky and muddy ground, convinced that the sleeve of your dress was beginning to tear. Were you even going to make it back home? Did you even want to make it back home?
Upon reaching the giant tree, you pushed yourself up, managing to rest your back against the trunk, finally getting a good look at the steel trap wrapped around your foot. Meant for animals, it was likely a tool for the poorer vampires who couldnât afford human slaves and fed on animal blood instead. It was the one law that favored humans: vampires were forbidden to feed on them freely. But nonetheless, it was always the innocent ones who had to pay the price. The night-walkers were given the gift of strength and brutality that they used against the weak, be it you or an animal.
Your chest rose and fell quickly, your breathing growing harsh, and your vision growing blurry. It was the blood loss, and you couldnât even feel the pain anymore. Either you were getting used to it, or your body had started focusing on the fact that you were dying instead. Whatever was happening, it was not good, and you had no idea how to help yourself.
âYou shouldnât be here. Not at this time.â A voice broke through the darkness, making you jump in surprise, your eyes immediately landing on a manâs silhouette standing just a few steps away from you. Your heart hammered in your chest, and, swallowing thickly, you pressed yourself further against the tree, hoping that would make you disappear.
Was this someone who was going to turn you in? Maybe the cause of your death was going to be execution and not a bear trap?
Your silence only prompted the man to move closer to you and into the moonlight filtering through the trees, your lips parting as you took in his face. He was truly breathtaking, with black hair that fell across his forehead and eyes that seemed to pierce through the night. There was black ink peeking at you from under the collar of his black shirt on his neck, more patterns emerging from under his rolled-up sleeve right up to his knuckles, making you wonder just how much of his body was tainted like this.
âN-neither should you,â you said bravely, though your voice was small and weak.
He chuckled in response, making you purse your lips as you watched him kneel down beside you, your body subconsciously shifting backward even though there was nowhere to go, every single thought in your mind long gone in the presence of this man.
His eyes slowly moved across your body, taking in your tear-stained cheeks, your tattered dress, and your bloody foot, tutting at the condition of your wound.
âThis is why you shouldnât be here, little human,â he said, your eyes widening as you caught a hint of amusement on his face, your blood running cold at the realization. Your breath was caught in your throat, and you were suddenly very aware of the blood you were soaked in, your eyes nervously flitting between him and your poor foot. If you had to die, you didnât want to do so at the hands of a vampire. In fact, you couldnât even imagine the pain that was probably about to suffocate you when he ripped your heart right out of your chest.
âPlease donât kill me,â you begged, staring into his eyes with tears in yours, shaking your head when he smirked and leaned in closer to you. Closing your eyes, you let the tears fall freely and turned your face away from him, his breath fanning your neck and making you whimper.
âYou must taste exquisite.â He inhaled deeply, your chest heaving as his words made your heart thump harder in your chest. This has to be it. He was going to drain your body right now, and no one was going to find out ever.
Preparing yourself for the attack, you closed your eyes shut and gripped the skirt of your dress, thinking about your family for the last time before your life was taken from you.
âBut Iâm not going to do that.â Came his voice, your eyes slowly opening as you glanced over at him, noticing the sudden distance he had put between the two of you. A frown etched on your forehead, your tears drying up on your cheeks as you processed his words. He was not going to hurt you?
âIâm too old to lose control over a bit of blood.â He gestured nonchalantly towards your foot, shocking you at how he thought this was just a bit of blood. You were literally going to pass out soon.
âWh-why are you here?â you stammered, biting your tongue when his expression hardened, his eyes sending daggers your way and letting you know that you shouldnât have asked him that. Silence engulfed you both, your eyes failing to look away from him. It was almost as if he was holding you prisoner under his gaze, a flash of guilt disappearing from his dark eyes as soon as it came.
âI had to get away before they caught up to me,â he confessed, a cool breeze ruffling his hair as he stood up and stared down at you, his eyes reading the confusion in yours.
âWho-â
âMy sins,â he responded before you could even ask, his thick boots crunching the leaves on the gravelly path as he walked in front of your stretched-out leg and sat down on one knee. A flash of lightning struck through the sky at that very second, as if to show that the heavens had heard his confession too. And when the thunder illuminated his face, you could swear you had seen the very face of evil.
âAre you scared of me?â he asked, tilting his head as you swallowed thickly, shaking your head hesitantly. But you knew he didnât believe you when he let out a small laugh. It sounded bitter to your ears, like he was mocking you for being so weak yet trying to fool him at the same time.
âWell, you should be.â In one quick motion, his hand ripped apart the trap into two pieces, your flesh being freed from the sharp claws that were jammed into it. Dots filled your vision as your lips parted in a silent scream, your chest hurting as if you were having a heart attack, and maybe you were because you felt your body go limp as your eyes rolled back into your head.
Strong arms held you before you could hit the ground, your head suddenly resting against a firm chest as your breath came out all raggedy. You could feel sweat beading on your forehead, your body not having any energy to even let you open your eyes for a second.
âW-whyâŠâ you breathed out, your voice a bare whisper in the night. And the next thing you knew, you felt a hand pressing against your lips before a metallic taste filled your mouth. With all the energy left in you, you opened your eyes wide and grabbed the tattooed arm feeding you blood, your attempts at pushing it away failing miserably.
âSshh, you need this. You need me,â the vampire whispered above you, his chin resting atop your head as he ran his free hand through your hair. Knowing that you couldnât fight him off, not like this, you gave up and swallowed the disgusting liquid that made your body feel warm all of a sudden. You could hear your heart pumping and your breathing steadying as the blood worked its way into your system, your senses sharpening, and your strength slowly returning.
After what felt like an eternity, he pulled his arm away, and you let out a string of coughs, gasping for air while the awful taste lingered on your tongue. It was truly ironic how the blood of someone dead could heal a living being. How a killer could give life to someone. And you were sure that this man who had saved your life was a killer too. Why else would he talk about his sins catching up to him?
âWhat did you do that you had to run away?â you asked as soon as you found your voice, your tired eyes glancing up at the man holding you. His eyes flitted between your eyes and your lips, sending shivers down your spine when he brought up his thumb and rubbed away some blood from the corner of your mouth.
âWhatâs your name?â He avoided your question smoothly, pretending you hadnât spoken a word to him. Frowning, you thought about it for a moment, wondering whether it was a good idea to tell him who you were. But at the same time, you werenât a very valuable human. There was really nothing he could want from you that would make him hunt you down.
âY/N,â you said, averting your gaze to your foot, which was now void of any wounds. Your skin looked completely smooth and untouched except for the dried blood staining it, leaving you staring in awe.
âWell, Y/N,â he started, regaining your attention, âyouâre gonna find out tomorrow.â
You frowned at his words, wondering if this implied that he was going to see you tomorrow to tell you what sin he had committed. Too lost in your head to notice that he had stood up, you saw him offer his hand to you. Your fingers hesitantly took hold of his cold ones. With ease, he pulled you up as you slightly lifted your dress and examined your foot, pleased with the fact that there was absolutely no pain anymore.
âThis is-â You turned to glance at the man, only to be met with darkness. The vampire was gone, the forest was silent, and you were alone once again.
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Stop the bullying
Aiden was your typical straight bro, just lifting and pumping his body with his bro in the campus gym and in the afternoons playing football. He still couldn't let go of his high school ways of bullying people, so he tormented them even here in college.
How could people let him? Well he was a jock and a very favourite nephew of the dean and everytime a problem occured, the dean very efficiently solved it by punishing the other student. Efficient right?
That was until Aiden and Tom tormeneted yet another one of his gay classmates just right outside of the parking lot by beating him right next to one of the cars. What Aiden didn't know was that a very well known stoner was sitting on the other side.
Trevor was incredibly stoned, but not that much to save one of his fellow classmates. He entered the scene slightly confused what was happening
Trevor:"You guys would mind stopping this shit? It's interrupting my meditating session"
Aiden:"Get lost stoner or you're next"
Trevor:"I don't want to be rude, but I have to warn you. If you won't stop, I'll have to stop you myself" Trevor took of his beanie threw it on the ground and carefully placed the lit joint next to it
Aiden:"Just shut the fuck up already" and threw a punch at Trevor. Trevor only smiled and didn't even flinch. Maybe it was because of the fact that he knew the ounch would go right through him and it would be the needed thing to let him possess Aiden. Trevor got sucked in right in front of the other two guys. It took him a while to position himself
He woke up to the the sight of schocked Thomas and the poor gay fella on the ground trying to cover himself
Trevor positioned his cap on the head. "Ahh, you guys just left the gym right? Man, he reeks so much." and sniffed his new armpits obssesively. Then he took off his shirt, throwing it next to the gay guy and just examined his new torso. Smiling and touching his new chest and abs. That's when his eyes widened as he saw the joint on the ground slowly burning away. "Oh no. Can't let it go to waste!"
Thomas just kept staring with his mouth wide open.
Trevor leaned closer to Thomas and started talking:"I'm not sure you understand the situation that'sd happening here right now Thomas. But if you don't want this guy on the ground to take your body next, I suggest you keep your motuh shut about all of this and run away"
Thomas looked back only once as he was running away from his friend, or was he somewhere in there still? He might never know
Trevor reached out his hand to the guy on the ground:"It's safe now, man. Promise that this arm won't hurt you anymore."
The guy hesistated but than took his hand. He stood up, painfully grunting and holding his stomach.
Trevor inhaled the smoke from the joint and asked the guy:"So... what's your name man? You're ok?"
"I'm Martin, I... I think I am ok. So... Are you...? Who are you?"
"Well my name is Trevor, or Aiden now, I guess. haha. And don't worry I won't possess you. It's a power I use only when I think it's helping others, or.... when I need to get some confiscated weed. You wouldn't believe how much the police has stashed. And how ripped some of them are haha"
Martin was checking out Aiden's body as Trevor was enjoying his smoking, getting in the mood more rapidly than he was used to in his own body. Martin noticed the beanie lying on the ground. He tried to reach it but it was still painful. Trevor noticed and grabbed it himself
"Haha, I think Aiden will have a much needed style change. Gone are the days of the jock, in with the chill"
"So... Trevor? You can actually make other people possess someone?"
"Yes, sir. Who do you have in mind? I would be very happy to let you pick someone, but... morally I would be happier if it would be someone not very honest."
"Well... there is this girl in my class, Samantha and she is a total bitch. Just like Aiden. Would you let me possess her?"
Trevor:"Samantha? You wanna possess a girl? But I thought you were gay, man."
Martin:"Yeah, well that's the thing. Her boyfriend is Marc, the quarterback. And I had a crush on him since forever. I don't care if I am a girl or a boy. As long as I am with him."
Trevor:"Well, as you wish sir"
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Trevor did as he promised and than went on as his day would normally go. Not like he had anything planned anyway. His phone kept buzzing about Aiden's football pracitce, but he didn't care. His destination now was the locla skatepark. To Trevor, the swap meant a few things: he now had a stable flow of cash, he was hotter, he was fitter and he didn't have to worry about his future anymore
When Trevor finished with his skating he got the courage to enter Aiden's home. He was welcomed by Aiden's girlfriend who he then went on to have a very wild sex in the bed. Trevor didn't mind that she was a girl, just one of the few perks of being a bisexual. You get a much bigger dating pool.
Trevor let his new girlfriend sleep next to him and right as he was in the bed, he proceeded to lit up another of his joints he grabbed on the way.
Naked, high on weed and exploring his body. Enjoying the hard dick in his hand. Inhalimg the musk in his armpits. He couldn't get enough. He kept jerking off, thrusting his hips while caressing the muscles with the joint in his hands. So tight and compact. Everything was his now. The whole world was
The girlfriend woke up, schocked about the stateshe found him. Still jerking and smoking weed. She kept shouting about something but Trevor only heard himself saying:"Close the door behind you when you're leaving" and still kept jerking off.
And as she left, he unleashed streams of cum and shot up right up to his face. "Damn, Aiden. You cum a lot. I love this"
The months went by and the ex-straight ex-jock ex-bully was no a very newly transformed stoner, skater, but still maintaining his beatiful muscularity, bisexual man, who now kept dating and screwing a few women and men. Who knows how Aiden's feeling right now, right? Maybe he would enjoy the fuck that his body is high right now fucking a beautiful girl. Maybe he wouldn't really enjoy that his body had a huge dick in his ass. Who knows
Another story request from the inbox: Hey love your work! Thoughts on having a tough straight college jock getting possessed by a bisexual stoner/skater, enjoying his musk & muscles and becoming a laid back weed smoking himbo?
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Wait, quick idea! Twilight looks like the only hylian in his village because everyone else has round ears, so what if he wasnât as surprised as the others to see their human companion so resilient, but still fairly impressed because of the fact that most if not all people in his village donât put themselves in as drastic situations as the reader? Or is this just humans from our world?
get out of my head lmao /lh - you, me, and wayfayrr are actually the same person on diff accounts LMAO
im of the belief that (blame @wayfayrr, my beloved) that he knows of humans bc of some in his village but yeah, just not the type of human in drastic situations
(ALSO they wrote me a fun, long, glorious, male reader human space orc au fic for winning their raffle a bit ago, and it brings up their headcanon abt this and i Adore It actually, check it out here pls if u wanna knowđ€Č)
(also if u see this wayfayrr, sorry for the ping, also should i be calling u moss? or wayfayrr?? idk which, i hope thats even ok to ask đ i assumed u would call my ass Moon)
Moon: Male-Masc Reader (he/him)
Orbit: short headcanons-ish, rambling mostly
Stars: Twilight Princess Link (Twi/Twilight), mentions of other Links
Comets & Meteors: CWs: none known, & TWs: none known.
Please comment if I missed any. /gen
to reiterate what i said up there, in case u skipped it for the bullet points,
i like the headcanon he knows humans, knows some of their quirks, and how they were the first ppl the other hylian villagers called on to help stuck cows or downed wagons, lots of heavy lifting stuff
but he really hasnt seen the extent of real humans, bc the humans who were in Ordon, well, they lived in hylian society,
why would they need the adrenaline to lift a car when hylians have set up whole tools and systems in all their towns to help lift just a full bucket of water out of the well??
not to mention, i think all the humans in his village were older adults? like at least not the age theyd be doing things like parkour or going to any trampoline parks type of age,
id imagine its more like stories talked about amongst hylians how hard humans can go, and even the humans themselves talked abt things like,
âwell compared to u hylians, we have stomachs made of molten lava to you guys really, but we never have to use it, bc u know hylian food works just fineâ
when Twi asked they would say stuff like that, but as soon as he saw ur human ass just picking wildflowers and berries off the side of the road to snack on? even random grasses/vines at some point (kudzu)?? easily eating Wildâs Dubious Food that's DEFINITELY got monster parts in it???! gnawing on the bone of a cucco and it just breaks??!!! and you look surprised too, thank fuck finally a normal reaction from u- oh my goddesses u were just curious (damn the elders were right abt human curiosity too) **and are now sucking out the marrow and eating the bone-!!!!!!!!!!!!
Twilightâs perspective of you is actually the equivalent of like, reading stories about vampires all ur life, then this new friend you made starts to get allergic to garlic, crave blood, has crazy strength and advanced senses, etc
and heâs just watching those honest-to-Hylia human mythological feats play out in real time in front of him, like heâs the only self-aware character in the story that immediately clocks the really obvious vampire as a vampire lmao
is the first to either 1. start choking on his laugh as he theoretically knows ur about to jump on the back of a lynel/hinox to ride it around and watch as the others come to the same conclusion OR 2. try to Stop you from jumping on said big monster in an attempt to ride it around bc he gets used to ur human BS quicker than the others and can see it coming a mile away now lol
very much so this meme:
(ur welcome i made it myself <3)
anyway id love to rant abt this dynamic
abt both Twiâs shock at you eating peppers like a god has come down from the sky to prove their immortality,
but also poor rancher esstientally humansitting you too lmao
the Chain/Time/Wars absolutely put him down as the resident human expert like: âok he just drank like, 5? No- Four stop him from drinking more at least- (dual sighs). okay, 6 stamina potions, will that kill him??â
Twilight, saviour of Hyrule, of the Twili, Link from Twilight Princess himself,
has to keep a record book of all the new shit heâs heard/learned about humans in Ordon, what he has actively learned abt ur ass just fucking around and finding out, and the few bread crumbs of information u give him abt ur species
(that rlly just come off as kind of cryptid statements abt u/humanity, or don't apply in this scenario bc ur only comparison is Earth Rules, which honestly scare every single fucking one of them in the same way as walking on Ganonâs lawn or something, like straight up view ur home planet as enemy territory, the Amazon jungle, the Hyrule wilds if you will-)
Twilight also gets involuntarily volunteered for human-sitting duty too
tbh the only person Not allowed on human-sitting duty, when u guys go new areas esp, is Wild/Hyrule
youâd tell him you wanna get inside the guardian robot to operate it and ride it around and heâd probably be in shock you even fathomed something like that, yet also now EXTREMELY intrigued to watch it play out
(theyâre both more of a âu wanna jump off a cliff?? that's actually crazy, wait for me please.â he seems to think he can somehow protect you if he joins you? its worked sometimes to be fair to him ÂŻ\_ (ă)_/ÂŻ just not really conveniently when the rest of the Chain are around lmao)
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i live btw, ive been writing/updating fics along with life updates (moving states/new job/online class) so a few asks will hopefully be answered over here in the next 2ish weeks
no promises, my life is kinda girlbossing at the moment too close to the sun and i am Nervous abt disappointing u guys
i already feel like im disappointing my other blog bc i haven't posted in forever bc im writing a fic instead of asks during any free time i dedicate to writing for it so :/
pls excuse my super slowness like a package ur waiting for in the mail or smth type of slow
AGAIN thanks for the ask!! i hope this was at least entertaining to read as some addon to what u said, you guys have gotta check out some of wayfayrrâs stuff if ur into this, bc they're the only other place i can think of that's talked abt humans not just being the same as hylians
have a great week!!
Peace out hugs and chaos,
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pairing: modern!college!steve harrington x fem!reader, bestfriend!eddie munson x fem!reader
word count: 5.4k words
warnings: explicit language, a bit of violence (kinda?) (only mentioned and barely even described), some angst
summary: you donât know why you avoid telling everyone that you and steve are âbroken up,â but you do. and you donât realize how much of a bad idea that is until way too late
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Fall Semester 2016
âWhoâs the guy again?âÂ
âI met him at the library. He asked to borrow my laptop charger and then when he was handing it back he asked for my number, and he texted asking to hang out,â You quickly explained as you slipped on your jacket and then turned to look at Eddie, who was sitting at your desk.
You werenât particularly excited about the date, but you were excited to do something that you hadnât done in a long time, and the smallest part of you could admit that you were doing this to try and be completely over Eddie. Your feelings being pushed and buried away were one thing, but if you were actually able to date someone else that had to mean that there definitely wasnât anything else there. At least, that was what your mind told you, and it sounded somewhat logical. Â
âIf it sucks and you wanna get out of it, just call me,â Eddie told you.
âRobin already has that job,â You said. âWe have a code word and everything.âÂ
He laughed a little. âWhatâs the code word?âÂ
âDolphin.â
âThatâs very random.âÂ
âYes, and that makes it a more believable code word.âÂ
âOkay, makes sense,â He nodded. âAnyway, if she somehow ends up not answering, I will.âÂ
You doubted that would happenâ you hadnât known Robin for that long, but you already knew that she was very reliable. Still, though, you nodded at Eddieâs words because you liked how much he cared. It didnât necessarily surprise you, but it still warmed your heart all the same. âOkay.âÂ
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Spring Semester 2018
It was the book that was making you cry right then. Nothing else.Â
And maybe that wasnât entirely true, but it felt like the easiest explanation.Â
You reread the last page a few more times before finally closing the book and setting it on your desk. It was the same book that youâd been reading in Mexico with Steve a few days ago.Â
He was right about the endingâ the son died, and it happened right after he and the dad finally got in a good place. Of course, heâd been right.
A part of you wanted to text him and tell him that, but you didnât. Instead, you kept silently cryingâ trying to remember the last time a book made you this emotional, but deep down knowing that it really wasnât just the book.Â
You didnât get the chance to force yourself to face the exact reasoning behind your tears before there was a knock on your slightly cracked open door and Robin was walking in a second later.Â
âHey, I have two things I need to tell you. One is a question from Talia, who is too lazy to get out of bed right now, and the other is very fun news,â She stopped when she noticed you crying. âWoah, shit, you okay?â
âYeah, sorry, Iâm fine. I just finished reading this book and the ending was pretty sad,â You answered, haphazardly pushing your tears away with the sleeves of the sweater you were wearing. âWhatâs up, though?â
âIs Steve coming to game night on Monday? Talia wants to decide on teams now because she doesnât want to get stuck with Eddie again.â
âOh, um, me and him broke upâŠâ The words felt so weird coming from your lips and you suddenly wondered if it had been stupid to not tell her and everyone else sooner. Instead, over the last few days, you simply didnât talk about him because the timing never felt right enough to say what you shouldâve said.
âWait, what?â The confused look on Robin's face was easy to read. âIs that why youâre actually crying right now?â
You quickly shook your head. âNo, no, it was just about the book. The Steve thing doesnât even matter to me.â
âSo, what happened? And when? Was it the trip? Did he hurt you? Do I need to kill him?â
You couldnât help but laugh a little at how fast she was talking as she sat down at the foot of your bed. You turned to face her. âNo, you donât need to kill him, and yes, it happened right when we got back. We just realized that we want different things.â You shrugged halfheartedly. âSorry, it took me so long to tell you; I know itâs only been a few days, but still. I just didnât really wanna think about it, I guess.â
âItâs fine, that makes sense,â She assured you. âI know you and him werenât dating for long but you two were really cute together.â
Hearing her say that, pulled at something in you for a second, but then you remembered that that just meant that you and Steve had been really good actors, pretenders, liars.
âOh, what was the other thing you wanted to tell me?â You asked, shifting the subject. âYou said fun news?â
Robin nodded. âOh, yeah, I just found out about this party tonight at this girlâs lake house thatâs an hour away. You wanna come?â
âIâm not really in a party mood,â You answered after the briefest moment of hesitation. It probably wouldâve been good to get out of the apartment and actually do something that didnât involve lounging on the couch in the living room, like youâd been doing since you got back from Mexico, but you couldnât imagine leaving the confines of your room right then. âSorry.â
âNo, thatâs understandable,â Robin told you. âI know you said that youâre fine about the breakup, but is there anything you want right now? We can watch a shitty movie, and Vickie will probably be okay with you having the last of her mint chocolate chip ice cream.â
You shook your head at her suggestions. âNo, Iâm okay, honestly. But, thanks, though.â
She smiled at you. âOf course, no problem. What are friends for if not someone to do cliche breakup stuff with? We could also burn any pictures you have of Steve, or throw eggs at his car, or key it?â
You laughed at that. âGreat ideas, but hard no to all of them.â
âOkay, well, once you get to the anger stage of your grief, Iâll happily revisit any of those ideas with you.â
âThere are no stages and there is no grief,â You told her as she got up from your bed. âIâm completely okay.â
âYouâre voluntarily staying in on a Saturday night. I donât know if I would call that âcompletely okay.ââ
âThis is very normal behavior for me.â
She considered your words for a second. âOkay, yeah, maybe thatâs true.âÂ
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It was the first time that the silence within the apartment felt okay. It actually wasnât completely silent, you were watching a movie on the couch, but you were alone and felt entirely fine with that.Â
You could feel yourself slowly falling asleepâ head against one of the throw pillows and blanket pulled over you and it didnât even really matter to you that it wasnât even eleven oâclock yetâ when there was a knock on the door.Â
Weirdly enough, your immediate thought was that it was Steve, mainly because you knew that everyone else who couldâve been at the door right then was at a party an hour away. Â
Instead, though, when you opened the door with your blanket still wrapped around you, it was Eddie standing there.
âHey, I assumed you went with everyone to that lake house thing,â You said, pushing the door open further to let him in.Â
âRobin mentioned it to me, but I had already planned on meeting up with a couple people from one of my classes at some bar,â He responded and you nodded as you closed the door behind him.Â
You looked at him for a second. There was something weird about his demeanor right then. It seemed like something was wrong, and that quickly worried you because you couldnât easily tell what that something was.
âIs everything okay?â
He shook his head, and for a few moments that was the only response you got, but then he was saying, âNot really.âÂ
âYouâre being soââ You stopped mid-sentence when you finally noticed his right hand, how red and bruised it was. âOh, shit, what the hell happened to your hand?â
âIt looks worse than it feels,â He said, giving you a small smile. âOkay, actually, it feels pretty bad too.â
You dropped your blanket on the couch and then went over to the kitchen, grabbing one of the few small hand towels that sat next to the stove and then pulling some ice out of the freezer.Â
âCome here,â You told him as you put the ice in the towel and made some sort of makeshift ice pack. Eddie joined you in the kitchen and you grabbed his bruised hand, softly placing the towel on top of it. You looked up at him. âWhat happened?â
He was quiet for way too long; things became almost unbearably quiet. You lightly nudged him with your foot. âEddie.âÂ
He broke your gaze, looking down instead. âFuck, it really sucks that I have to tell you this. Iâm sorry.â
Hearing him say that only confused you further. âTell me what?â
âI also saw Steve at the bar I was atâŠâ Eddie started and then trailed off for a second. The look on his face made it seem as if the next thing he was about to say to you was going to be the most devastating thing ever. âAnd he was making out with some girl.â
âOh,â Was all you said at first because you didnât really understand why Eddie was telling you that right then and why he made it sound like the biggest deal in the world. And then, after the briefest of seconds, you were quickly realizing. âOh.â
âIâm sorry,â Eddie told you, thinking that your âohâ was a sad one. âI wish I did a lot more than just punch him, but the security at that place is actually good so they immediately threw me out.â
Given what you two were currently doing in your kitchen, you shouldâve expected Eddie to say that, but it still surprised you so much that you could feel your eyes widen. âWhat? You punched him?â
âOf course I did,â Eddie said, like it had been an obvious choice. âI saw him cheating on you.â
You dropped your hands from his and immediately covered your face. âOh my god. I canât believe you did that.â
âPlease donât try to defend him right now. I know you really like him, probably even love him, but what he did is so fucked up.â
You were shaking your head and kept your hands covering your face as you said, âHe didnât cheat on me.âÂ
âIâm sorry,â You heard Eddie say. âBut, I promise you I know what I saw. I wouldnât be telling you this if I wasnât a thousand percent sure. I also wouldnât have punched him if I wasnât sure.â
You couldâve simply told him that you and Steve were broken up just like you told Robin earlier, but you suddenly felt tired of lying, and for once, telling the truth genuinely felt easier.Â
You dropped your hands from your face and looked at Eddie. âHe didnât cheat on me because we're not together. We were never really together.âÂ
It surprisingly felt like so much of a relief to say it out loud, to finally be honest, so you kept going. âIt was all fake; the entire relationship. And Iâm so sorry for lying to you and to everyone. This entire thing ended up being so stupid and the worst idea ever. But, I donât know, at first I thought it could be kinda good. And Steve thought so too; he was the one to suggest it actually, and he also had his own reasons for wanting to do this fake dating thing. I figured this could be the best way to do something about my feelings for you without outwardly admitting how I felt and potentially fucking up our friendship in the process, and I wouldnât have to live in the unknown anymore like Iâve been since freshman year. And just for a second it seemed like it actually was working, and maybe you did feel something back. But then we had that conversation on your fire escape and I knew then that youâd never see me as anything more than as your best friend. It kinda hurt finally realizing that, but eventually it felt okay, though.âÂ
You let out a breath and inwardly felt as if the biggest weight had just been lifted off of your shoulders.
âYou liked me?â That wasnât exactly what you expected to hear Eddie say in response to your word vomit, but it made sense; it was the big âwhyâ behind everything you did for the last month. Â
âYeah, sorry, I guess I kinda glossed over that part in my super long-winded explanation,â You said, a sudden shyness hit you and you looked away from him. âI did. I was stupidly in love for a really long time. I finally got over it after we had that conversation, though. But, I still had to fulfill my side of the deal I had with Steve, so I did that in Mexico and when we came back, that was it. Life was back to normal. But I was a fucking idiot and didnât tell you that me and him were âbroken up,â so here we are now.â
âIâm sorry,â Eddie said, a soft look on his face. âIâm sorry I didnât know how you felt. Iâm sorry I couldnât see it.â
âNo, please donât be sorry. This is all on me. I did all of this complicated shit instead of simply talking to you about everything,â You said, leaning back against the counter. âBecause you were so right that day, we are just meant to be best friends. That's the way that weâre supposed to be in each otherâs lives. I get that now.â Â
He got quiet again, probably still processing everything that you had just told him, which you had to admit was a lot.Â
âAre we okay?â You asked when the silence started becoming too much to bear. âDid this fuck everything up like I thought it would?âÂ
Eddie shook his head at your questions. âOf course not. You could never fuck things up between us, and I feel really bad that you ever thought that you could, and I also wish that I had felt the same way about you⊠I do love you. Itâs justâŠâ
The smallest part of you expected to feel hurt finally hearing the rejection, but surprisingly you didnât. âJust not in that way. I know. Itâs okay. Please donât feel bad. I know that we shouldnât be together. Iâve accepted that,â You told him. âAnd I really wanna say that we should just forget this entire conversation ever happened because it would make things a lot easier and Iâd also feel a lot less embarrassed if we did, but I donât think we should do that. This may sound weird, but it actually feels kind of good having the truth out in the open.â
âOkay,â He said with a nod.
You looked back down at his hand and the towel covering it.Â
âHowâs it feeling?â You asked, slightly shifting the subject.Â
âBetter, kinda. The ice feels good,â He answered and then let out something that sounded like a breath of a laugh and a scoff in disbelief as he shook his head. âJesus Christ, I canât believe I punched him.â
âMe neither. But thank you for defending my honor, I guess?â
He smiled at you; a genuine smile that let you know that things were actually okay between you two. âAnytime.âÂ
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âSo, everything with Steve was fake,â Eddie said when you two were settled on the couch, the movie you had put on earlier still playing. His words sounded slightly like a question, but also like he was still just trying to make sense of everything that you had previously told him.
âYes, and letâs wait at least a month before we start joking about this. I need to let my poor bruised ego heal first,â You responded, dramatically pressing your hands to your heart, a small smile on your face.Â
Eddie laughed a bit. âDeal.âÂ
And you expected that to be that. Everything was out in the open and everything was fine. You still had to tell everyone else the truth, but you knew that would end up being okay too. And once you did tell everyone, everything could all be put in the past and you could finally move on from it. There wouldnât be anything lingering or festering; no âwhat ifsâ or whatever else.Â
âCan I ask something?â Eddie asked, voice getting soft again, and you nodded in response, unsure where he was going to go with his question. âWas it hard keeping how you felt a secret? Iâm trying to think about if the roles were reversed, and I donât think I wouldâve been able to keep it from you.âÂ
âHonestly, sometimes it was hard, but also not really. And I know thatâs kind of a contradictory answer, but itâs true,â You answered, somehow finding it so easy to be honest now. âFor the most part, my feelings were shoved to the side and I pretended that they werenât there. Like, when you were dating Chrissy, because I obviously didnât wanna get between what you two had, and when you two broke up, because I knew that you werenât ready for anything new. They still lingered deep down, though. And it was always random moments when I would get reminded that they were still there. But, keeping our friendship intact always felt more important than admitting anything because I love our friendship.â
He nodded understandingly. âI love it too.â
âOkay, this is kind of random, but do you remember that frat party we went to freshman year right before winter break?â You asked, and before he could say anything in response, you continued, forcing yourself to say what you had never said out loud before. âWe were both stupidly drunk, and at one pointâ I think it was right before we were about to leaveâ you got, like, pushed into me by some random person, and we were standing really close, and then we, uh, kissed.â
The surprised look on his face was entirely expected. âI vaguely remember the party. But, I donât remember the kiss, though. Iâm sorry.â
âNo, itâs okay. When we talked about the party the day after, you basically said that it was all kind of a blur to you, so thatâs what I figured. I wasn't entirely sure if you didnât remember it, so a part of me had wanted to ask back then, but in that moment I thought it was just easier to let it go.âÂ
It was almost startling how honest you were being with him right thenâ saying things that you didnât think youâd ever admit out loudâ and how perfectly okay it all felt. And weirdly enough, this also felt like the most honest youâd ever been with yourself too.Â
âThinking about it now,â You continued. âThat probably shouldâve been the moment that I let myself get over you. Because I couldâve told you about the kiss right then and there, but I didnât want whatever your response would beâ whether it be a rejection or whatever elseâ to change anything between us. And it was the same thing when we came back from break, and I was so close to admitting everything to you, but you told me that you and Chrissy were together first. I probably shouldâve still told you then. And maybe I never did because deep down I always knew that nothing should change between us. I donât know⊠A part of me is still trying to make it all make sense. But then, at the same time, I've been trying to avoid it all and not think about it.â You sighed. âThe last couple of weeks have been pretty weird and confusing.â
âMaybe itâs not supposed to easily make sense, or make sense at all. And I know thatâs probably a shit response, butâŠâ Eddie trailed off and then shrugged after a moment.Â
âNo, I get what you mean,â You said, nodding at his words, and then you thought about something. âHonestly, the only thing that has ever really made sense with us is this. Watching movies together, listening to music, talking about unserious things, and also talking about the most serious things ever; stuff I never thought to tell anyone else.â You smiled at him. âOh, and getting stuck in elevators together too.âÂ
He smiled back at you before saying, âThe elevator thing sadly only happened once.âÂ
âWe can try to recreate it one day.â
âGreat idea,â Eddie responded with a nod. âThe elevator in that building is still probably shitty.âÂ
âSo true. And if not, we can just start jumping in it and thatâll probably do the job.â
âOr it will kill us.â  Â
You couldnât help but laugh at that and Eddie laughed too and then winced as he readjusted the towel on his hand.Â
That was what made you finally think about Steve. Was he even okay?Â
And then you immediately felt like shit for not considering that question sooner.Â
You abruptly got up from the couch and headed into your room before Eddie could question you. You grabbed the Advil bottle from your bathroom and then tossed it over to him when you walked back out into the living room.Â
âFor the pain. Take two of these and try to go to sleep. You can even take my bed if you wanna,â You told him and then headed to the fridge to grab a bag of frozen vegetables from the freezer. âI'm gonna go check on Steve. And yes, Iâm stealing your van.â
Eddie pulled his keys out of his jacket pocket and handed them over to you. There was an amused look on his face. âWhenâs the last time you drove?â
âDonât question my driving skills right now, Munson,â You said as you slipped the keys into the pocket of the sweatpants you were wearing and then grabbed the first zip-up hoodie you saw hanging on one of the hooks by the door. âGoodnight.âÂ
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It wasnât until you were standing outside the door of Steveâs apartment that you realized that maybe he wasnât even here. Heâd been on a date, or at least, with someone when Eddie saw him, so there was a chance that he was still with her.Â
Still, though, you knocked. And, surprisingly enough, he answered.
His faceâ more specifically, his left eyeâ looked bad; very bruised, and already settled into the dark red and purplish color that it would probably be for the next few days.Â
âOh my god. Iâm so sorry,â You said, immediately handing over the frozen peas you had in your hand; they obviously werenât as cold as they were before the twenty-minute drive to get here, but they still felt good enough. âAll of this is my fault. It completely slipped my mind to tell Eddie that we âbroke up.â I didnât tell anyone, actually, except for Robin, but that was just today. Iâm really sorry. The last few days have been weird.â
Steve gave you a small smile that felt entirely undeserved and he pushed the door open further so that you could walk into his apartment. âItâs okay.âÂ
You shook your head. âItâs really not. You have a black eye because of me being an idiot.â
âThis would be the part where Iâd say that you should see the other guy to prove that this isnât as bad as it looks, but youâve already seen him, so that doesnât really work in this situation,â Steve told you jokingly and you shook your head, giving him a small smile back. You still felt like shit, but at least he didnât seem to hate you for causing all of this. âHow did you get here?âÂ
âI drove Eddieâs van. He came to my place after it happened,â You said and Steve nodded understandingly. âYouâre right, though. His hand looks worse than your eye.â You werenât entirely sure if that was even trueâ in all honesty, their injuries probably looked about the same on the bad scaleâ but it felt like the right thing to say at this moment. âI told him everything, by the way. About our whole relationship being fake and me doing it because I had feelings for him.â
Steve looked as if he didnât expect to hear you say that. âHow did that go?â
âSurprisingly good,â You answered honestly. He gave you an almost congratulatory-looking smile in response and you quickly shook your head. âNo, not good in that way. He doesnât feel that way about me. And I knew that. There was this conversation that I had with him before all of this that kind of solidified that for me. It wasnât some huge moment where he outwardly said that he didnât like me, but it gave me the push I needed to finally accept that me and him are only meant to be friends. I donât even feel any other way about him now.â You let out a sigh before letting out a different part of the truth. âI kinda lied to you in Mexico and the days leading up to it. I knew the truth about everything then, but I felt too embarrassed to tell you and I also just really didnât want to think about it.â
âShit, Iâm sorry this didnât work for you,â He sounded so genuine about it and gave you a sad look that reminded you of exactly what you didnât want to happen.Â
You shook your head. âDonât do that. Please donât feel sorry for me.âÂ
âI was the one that kept telling you from the beginning that this was gonna work so now I feel kinda bad that it didnât.âÂ
âOkay, yeah, thatâs true but it doesnât matter now,â You told him. âAnd just because this didnât work for me doesnât mean that I regret itâ I honestly donât regret it. It was dumb and a waste of time for me, but still, I donât really regret it. Also, you got what you wanted out of this, right?â
Steve nodded after a second. âYeah, I actually talked to my mom yesterday and she asked about you and I told her that we broke up.â
âDid you make me a cheater?âÂ
âYeah, and I think she actually feels bad. But, weâll see in a week or two if she brings up the Hamptons,â He answered. âI kind of doubt that she will, though. I tried to seem really upset about everything.âÂ
âI wish I couldâve been there for that phone call. I wouldâve loved to see your acting skills.â
He smiled at your joking words. âThey were fantastic.â
âGood,â You responded. âSo, no finding your future wife this summer?âÂ
âHopefully not.â Â
âCongratulations,â You told him. âAnd youâre welcome for me being the greatest girlfriend during the Mexico trip.â
âI donât know if I should thank you since I do have a black eye now because of you.â
You could tell he was joking, but you still decided to play into it. âWow, so, you are mad at me for that!â
He playfully rolled his eyes at you. âI was kidding.â
âItâs okay to be mad at me. It would be deserved, honestly. And Iâd completely understand if you hate me now. You should hate me.â
He gave you a serious look, but there was still the smallest smile on his face. âStop.âÂ
You held up your hands in mock surrender. âFine, fine. I did just give you a bag of sort of frozen peas to help with your eye, so I feel like you canât be that mad at me, anyway.âÂ
âAnd I will cherish this bag of peas for the rest of my life,â He told you as he placed them over his bruised eye and you could only laugh at that.Â
A comfortable silence lingered for a second, and it was what let you know that this should probably be it. It had barely been ten minutes, but youâd done everything that you felt as if you needed to doâ you checked on him, made sure he was okay, and told him the truthâ there was nothing else to do.Â
But, instead of saying something equivalent to the simple âGoodbyeâ that shouldâve left your lips right then, you said, âCan I stay for a bit?âÂ
âYeah, sure,â Steve answered with a nod.
âYou got throw pillows,â You pointed out as you sat on his couch. You grabbed one of the two gray pillows and placed it in your lap.Â
âYeah, somebody once told me that my couch looked sad and lonely,â He said and that made you smile.
âStill no curtains, though,â You responded, gesturing to the windows.
âOne day Iâll get around to it.â
You gave him a quick nod. âGot it.âÂ
Steve put on a show that you both had seen before and things were quiet for a bit as you rewatched the familiar episode.Â
âOh, you were sadly right, by the way,â You abruptly said, turning to look at him. âI finished the book and the son did die.â
âOh, yeah, I know. When we got back I wanted to find out what happened, so I finished reading it.â
Hearing that surprised you, and it also made you inwardly smile. âReally?â
âMhm,â Steve nodded and then gave you a certain look. âYou cried at the end, didnât you?â
âOf course I did. I really didnât think that he would die,â You answered. âAnd shut up, donât judge me about it.âÂ
âI promise I wasnât gonna.â
âI donât know if I believe you.âÂ
âScouts honor.â
âAnd now Iâm supposed to believe you were a boy scout?â You joked. âYou donât seem outdoorsy enough for that.â
âOuch, I feel offended.â
You laughed as you turned your attention back to the TV. You noticed that the show playing was the same one that you and him had been watching before the power outage; a night that felt like forever ago.Â
This moment felt like the exact opposite of that one. You remembered how weird things initially felt then between you two, or maybe that awkwardness had been entirely in your head. Either way, the main thing that was different here was that in that previous moment, youâd been stuck with him because of the storm and power outage, and in this moment, you werenât stuck. Â
It was then that you were hit with the thought of, What the hell were you doing here right now?
You two werenât even really friends, you remembered. You reminded yourself of what Steve said that night a few days ago and what you two both agreed on from the beginningâ going your separate ways once all of this was done and over.Â
Everything that had happened this past month was fake. And even though youâd been able to recognize that, you had still let a part of you miss it; let yourself miss something that you knew youâd never be able to get back. For the past few days, you thought it was okay to let the smallest part of you feel that wayâ miss the faking and the pretending and the brief friendship that developed because of all of that. But maybe it wasnât okay. Maybe it was only making things worse and more complicated.Â
âActually, I should go,â You abruptly stood up from the couch, placing the pillow back in the spot you picked it up from. You turned to look at Steve and forced a small smile that you hoped didnât look that way. âThis isnât following the âgoing our separate waysâ rule.âÂ
He gave you a confused look for a second, and then he was nodding in agreement. âYeah, youâre right.âÂ
âI know I was kinda joking about it before, but I really am sorry about all of this,â You said as you walked over to his door, turning to look at him before pulling it open.Â
He shook his head. âDonât be.âÂ
You decided against saying anything else right then and instead smiled at him one final time before forcing yourself to leave.
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THREE CONFESSIONS - RAFAYEL QI X READER
Warnings : spoilers for his date from the last event, references to his Lemurian nature & myths, reader is gender-neutral!
Genre : so much tooth-rotting fluff <3
Word count : 1.5K words (oops)
Additional notes : This was a combination of 3 lovely suggestions I received for Rafayel. Writerâs block sucks sometimesâčïž But Iâm actually quite proud of this!! Hope you guys like itđ«¶đœđ«¶đœ
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Rafayelâs tongue wasnât used to the saccharine sweetness that they made him want to spout.
He was a fighter; a manâwho wasnât a man, not reallyâwho bled for his people and burned like a flame that would never be put out. He lashed out, like a beast that couldnât be tamed, and struck true, like a blade that never rusted. Though objectively he knew he was beautiful, he always saw himself as having that sort of fierce beauty; a contradictory sharpness and roughness lying in his soft siren-like features.
But somehow, those edges of his were rounded to a gentleness heâd never known himself to possess. All for one person, the very same person whoâd managed to tame him first had laid claim to his heartâor whatâs left of it. It made him want to do the unthinkable; made him want to speak the words heâd never thought heâd even want to say.
It wasnât easy to go against your very nature, though. Sparkling daggers didnât turn into smooth silk over night. So maybe it was the cowardâs way out, but he thought the best way to ease himself into it was to devise a new plan, based on 3 things heâd learnt through simple observation and his keen eyes.
1- The way to oneâs heart is through their stomach.
âCâmon, let me have it,â Rafayel whined, trying to pry their hands off the bowl that they seemed to have glued to their fingertips. He had not accounted for them being this strong (not that he had it in him to fight harder and potentially hurt them, anyways), nor had he accounted for them joining him as he was baking for them.
Gritting their teeth, they pushed back against him, protectively covering the bowl. âNo. I will not let you eat raw cookie dough when you just got food poisoning last week.â
âOh, but you wouldâve let me have it if I had been perfectly fine?â he asked, a challenge in his voice as he arched his eyebrow. âSo itâs not on principle of looking out for me then. Some bodyguard you are.â He dramatically waved them off, earning a roll of their eyes.
Unable to help himself, he smiled a little. Maybe every single one of their micro-reactions stung his torn and fractured heart, and maybe he liked it. Maybe the idea of spending the rest of his days bickering like this made his face flush, forcing him to turn to the fridge to hide it.
Maybe.
âYouâve got bonito flakes?â he asked, beginning to dig through their drawers.
âFigured youâd wanna snack,â they snorted, and he heard them set aside the bowl and rummage through their cupboard. âYou always get hungry while baking.â
âHey, are you saying Iâm gaining weight?â Rafayel furrowed his eyebrows and turned back around to them. âFor your information, I just wanted to add them to the cookie dough. Brand new flavor, itâs gonna be incredible. Trust me on this.â
Horror washed over their features at that, and their hands caught his arms in a vice like grip, an almost wild look in their eyes. âDonât you even dare, you baking heathen.â
2- Sincere gifts speak volumes from the heart.
âAre we getting any closer?â they asked, shuffling slowly after him on the sand. Though Rafayel was tempted to do anything they asked of him (one of his baser instincts, he supposed, though this had nothing to do with being Lemurian), he still kept them blindfolded and tugged them along the beach.
And so what if a not-so-small part of him was just looking for an excuse to keep holding their hand? He wasnât embarrassed about thatâeven if his blush said otherwise.
âAlmost⊠two more steps actuaâyeah, right here.â Much to his own disappointment, he was forced to let go of them in order to unveil his surprise for them. Maybe his hands shook a little as he removed the sheet and stabilized it, and maybe he was grateful for the fact that they couldnât see how nervous he was.
But now that heâd taken their blindfold off and stood to the side, heâd never been more terrified to present his work in his entire life. There he was, baring his heart on a canvas, and there they wereâ
With a gasp, their hands flew to their mouth, and he could swear that there were no prettier jewels in the world than their teary eyes as they stared at his painting against the backdrop of the sunset reflecting on the ocean.
A vibrant painting of them in all the most passionate hues; the essence of their very soul captured in that breathtaking way of his and immortalized on a canvas. In a way, heâd breathed new life into them, gifting them some of his own years and they possessed all of his.
Nervously rubbing the back of his neck, he looked away. âYou deserved something for your last mission. Something more than just empty praise.â Their silence only encouraged more of his rambling. âItâs not an exact portrait, of course, more of an interpretation. Just the way Iââ
He didnât get the time to spiral, because they threw themself into his arms before he could even continue his sentence, squeezing him tightly in their embrace.
âItâs stunning. Thank you, Raf.â
3- Words carry weight.
âIf I used your name, would you do whatever I asked of you?â they quietly asked, the gentle breeze fluttering through their clothes.
For a few moments, Rafayel was silent. What was there to say, when someone asked you if they had full control over you? Dare you admit it and risk being hurt by them? Or would you hide the truth out of self-preservation?
âYes.â The former. He tried to lighten the somberness of the moment by weakly joking. âBut it doesnât mean Iâll go down without a fight.â
Another silence. This time, he couldnât tell what they were thinking. It scared him; Gods, it did. Thenâ
âHold my hand, Rafayel.â
How foolish of them, to ask for something heâd so readily give them for no reason. Did they have no idea how his heart always roared to life everytime their hands were entwined? Hadnât they noticed how reluctant he always was to let them slip through his fingers?
âYouâre silly,â he tried to admonish them, though there was no malice whatsoever behind his words. Instead, immense fondness filled his eyes as he gently obeyed, every brush of his skin against theirs deliberate and careful. His thumb stroked the back of their hand, and soon it felt like everything were right in this world, right then and there.
He couldnât walk away from their gaze. Not when they looked at him as though he was the most heavenly creature of the ocean.
âNow come closer.â For some reason, they sounded as though they were begging with a desperation that even words couldnât conceal. âLet me really see you, Rafayel.â
And he did nothing, except inch forward a little. After all, what was there to do, when heâd already stood naked before them, his heart bare and his entire being open? There wasnât anything else left for him to do to show just how vulnerable he made himself for them.
âYou already do,â he softly smiled, an aching tenderness filling up his chest as he gazed at them. Gods, heâd never get enough of them, no matter how much time had passed. Amidst the sweet scent of the blooming flowers of the garden, and the gentle sunrays kissing every inch of their beautiful face, they were truly a vision straight out of his most wishful dreams.
Not looking away, not even for a second, they gripped his hand tighter. âRafayel, just⊠tell me youââ
A finger against the plush of their lips silenced them, and he met their confused gaze with a shake of his head. Affection brimmed through his touch and overflowed, unable to keep it hidden any longer. âDonât. You shouldnât use my name to ask me to do something I want to do myself.â
Rafayel could feel their shaky breath leave them, and he couldnât help but chuckle to himself, impossible fondness lacing his voice and entwining with every single syllable he devoted to them; always them, only ever them. âI love you. With every part of me.â
Yearning seared through his blood, and he could almost sigh in relief as they leaned further into him. âIâRafayelâŠâ Rendered speechless, their eyelashes fluttered slowly, heavy gaze flitting between his intense eyes and his lips. Two breaths mingling with each other, hearts entwined like clambering vinesâsomehow, nature had made them so in-sync that they fell into a familiar beat engraved in their souls.
If he could stay like this forever with them, heâd immortalize the unadulterated, peaceful happiness he felt surging inside of him. For the first time in his life, Rafayel felt that he was made to love; made to rest his weary bones, and finally retract his sharp nails and let himself grow soft in their hands.
For once, both his Lemurian blood and his human soul burned for the very same thingâthe person who owned him completely, and someone he willingly gave himself over to.
He couldnât stand the little distance between them any longer. âLet me show you that for the rest of our lives,â he mumbled against their lips, before letting his all-consuming adoration engulf them both.
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FUCK IT FRIDAY
i was tagged by the lovely @demonicfaerie (thanks, fae!) to share a current WIP. so, here's some of a mild blood kink slash beta shift derek slash frotting in the forest PWP kind of fic, which has the terribly imaginative working title of 'BLOODY MONSTER FUCKER STILES FULL MOON FIC' lmao.
this excerpt is SFW.
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It's a balmy Tuesday evening in April when Derek realises he wants to taste Stiles's blood.
The notion comes to him, not as some strange intrusive thought or a guilty dream or an Anne Rice-induced moment of madness, but at the first scent and sight of it trickling down pale wrist bone and two large knuckles to then drip from the tips of the boy's spider leg fingers.
Having neutralised the threat of what they thought might be a Vigilantes Oscuros, but actually turned out to be a rogue Nagual, and once Derek satisfies himself by checking over and scenting the rest of the pack who are thankfully all mostly unscathed, he stalks over to where Stiles is standing, his chest heaving with the aftermath of their victory.
âHey, big guy, d'you wannaââ
He trails off when Derek takes the bleeding arm in both of his hands, and after lifting Stiles's shirt sleeve and sighing with relief at the injury being merely a flesh wound, begins to syphon off most of Stiles's painâto which Stiles answers by sighing his own breath of relief.
Derek hesitates for one thrilling moment before he's opening his mouth to close it again as he clamps it gently around the sticky mess of Stiles's skin, Alpha-gaze never leaving big brown Bambi eyes that are shining with the godly reflection of the full moon.
As he does it, Stiles's own mouth forms an âOâ shape, and surprisingly, the only thing he has to offer Derek is an uncharacteristically quiet and breathy âOh,â which Derek boldly takes as permission to start sucking at Stiles's skin, delighting at the gooey texture and unique flavour of the blood that overwhelms his tongue and taste buds and feelings.
It's all at once that he hears Isaacâs wolf-whistle, and Scott's, âEw!â and Allison's, âUm?â and Lydia's, âTold you,â to Jackson who just scoffs, and Derek doesn't need to be looking at Boyd to know that Boyd is looking at Erica to try and convince her not to smugly say, âYou owe me twenty dollars, babe,â which she obviously says anyway.
Derek growls, then, loud enough to feel Stiles's trembling in his teeth, and for the rest of the gossipy pack to shuffle off through the trees before Derek can threaten to make them shuffle off this mortal coil if they don't.
Stiles's ever-sharp eyesâwhich had been darting about faster than the dragonflies down by the lake, gaze landing on one figure and then the next as Derek's irritating pack let their irritating thoughts on the situation be knownânow gradually find their way back to Derek's.
Derek is watching Stiles carefully. He's transfixed, actually, has been for the entirety of the ongoing exchange, and he honestly doesn't believe he could look away if he tried.
Bronze eyes blown wide, Stiles now licks at unbearably pink lips, slowly, his cheeks doing their best to match the hue.
Taking the action for what he hopes it is, Derek starts to suck at the boy's skin some more, sampling his prize, before he's having to pause to swallow the pool of tangy red that's gathered underneath his tongue.
Then he knows, deliciously, that Stiles's treacly blood tastes like sodium and iron, but also like fresh earth and dew drops and mine.
When the kid's heart picks up the pace to a speed even more Springbok than usual, Derek releases the vacuum of his claret-tinged lips with a resonating pop. The sound echoes defiantly around the small glade in the northern part of the preserve they're standing in, and Derek's wolf preens.
The moon is singing to him as he waits, preparing himself to be challenged on what the human probably thinks of as shockingly beastly behaviour.
Only Stiles doesn't challenge it. He doesn't say anything at all, actually, opting instead to brutally gnaw on that unbearably plump bottom lip of his, shiny eyes misting over as his chemo-signals spike and morph into something smoky-sweet that reminds Derek of incense, and trailing mandevilla, and sex.
His vision shudders for a beat as his synapses start firing ten to the dozen, causing his eyes to flash impossibly redder than red, the glare from them illuminating Stiles's features in the gloom.
It looks, and feels, like magick.
With his mouth watering and gums tingling, Derek perceives Stiles's inaction to mean that he is maybe allowed to do the thing he really fucking wants to, so decides to try his luck at tentatively cleaning up the scarlet streaks staining Stiles's milky skin.
Derek starts to lick.
When the boy's mouth falls open for a breathy sound to punch its way out of what Derek is suddenly considering an incredibly biteable throat, he starts lapping away in earnest at the trails of spilt blood in long and deliberate strokes, flattened tongue running up and down, up and down, to wash clean lean muscle and dark hair and those pretty peppered moles, warming the cold pebbles of Stiles's gooseflesh as he goes.
Stiles keeps swallowing the saliva that Derek can hear is flooding his mouth, his breath hitching and hiccuping, and Derek's mouth doesn't form an âOâ, but his mind does flicker into action with do many alluring, morish images as his wolf tries to will him to flop bonelessly into the scrub and roll around in the dirt and howl, howl, howl, all wild and feral and fierce. It's urging him for more; pleading with him to try; begging him to cry out with his wants and desires and to lead Stiles into the deep, dark indigo of the creeping night where Derek is most at home.
And he's really not sure why, but for once in his woefully shitty life Derek just allows himself to think fuck it and does exactly that, and when he howls he breaks the bones of dusk as he selfishly and gleefully drags the sheriff's son down onto the damp, ash-laden ground of his dead family's land.
Stiles, for all of his usual brashness and caustic pride, lets him.
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đ„ okay but how about a lil something based off of lyrics from 18 by Anarbor
So if you wanna piss off your parents, date me to scare them
Show them you're all grown up
If long hair and tattoos are what attract you
Baby then you're in luck
And I know it's just a phase
You're not in love with me
You wanna piss off your parents, baby
Piss off your parents
That's alright with me
dionysus!reader just turned 18 and is proving to her dad that she's all grown up but D won't listen cuz she's the only girl child he has so she dates the golden boy of camp, Luke Castellan to piss off her dad which he doesn't approve bcs well, he's his father's son
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luke castellan x dionysus!reader
a/n: yall know i love a dionysus!reader. in a world where rick didn't write children's books, luke castellan would've had tattoos and definitely fucked. anyways suggestive content ahead!!
wc: 692
You were only going to date Luke Castellan to prove a point.
Youâre 18 now, and itâs about time that daddy dearest takes you seriously. Being Dionysusâ only daughter meant that you were essentially kept under lock and key, and it was so unfair in the grand scheme of thingsâthereâs inhibitions inside you that beg to be set free⊠Itâs not your fault. Might as well hit him where it hurtsâso you went for the bane of Mr. Dâs godly existence, also known as Luke Castellan.
Itâs not your fault that your dadâs temper drove you to the doorstep of Cabin 11, twirling your hair between your fingers as you waited to see their cabin counselor. He sauntered over to the door with a half-grin on his face, slinging his arm to lean against the doorframe as he hovers over you. Itâs not often that Camp Half-Bloodâs princess comes asking for a favor. You always get what you want, even without asking, so it was a surprise to hear you give him the proposition of being in a fake relationship.
Truthfully, there was nothing in it for him. Heâs a nice guy, and Luke just loves to piss your dad off. To outsiders, there was nothing that made more sense than Mr. Dâs little girl dating the camp heroâLukeâs hand gripping your waist like itâs a vice and you pressing kisses onto his jaw and neck unlike the innocent girl everyone thought you were. Holding hands in public, sucking face at the bonfire, playing house with the campersâit was all part of a show that everyone adored, all except for Mr. D.
Your dad saw straight through itâhating that you had to pick a son of Hermes, hating the reality of his daughter entangling herself with the older boy whoâs innate nature is to trick and deceive and penetrate through the many defenses your father set to protect you. Itâs his fault for raising you to make everyone eat out of the palm of your hand. You always get what you want, and even daddyâs little princess isnât safe from the wiles of that scar-faced sucker. It was a losing battle, even for the god of insanityâpoor guy pulling at his graying hair at the conduct report Chiron put on his desk a few weeks later.Â
Getting caught in the stables with Lukeâs hand up your skirt and your soft hands grazing the tattoos along his torso wasnât necessarily part of the plan. The two of you were moving hay bales for the pegasi and it was hard work (that you made Luke do as you sat pretty on an overturned bucket). He was glistening with sweat, lifting his shirt to wipe his mouthârevealing the cascading tattoos along his ribcage and infiltrating your mind with other things he could put his mouth to if he wanted.Â
Who are we kiddingâyou want Luke Castellan, and youâll be damned if you donât have him right now.
All it took was scrunching up the hem of your denim skirt over your crossed legs and smiling at him in the sunlight and he was on youâtwisting and writhing in hay as you kissed like your lives depended on it, even without an audience. The grins on both your faces signaled that neither of you cared, him grabbing the plush of your ass and you raking your nails up the back of his neck. Luke presses kisses into your collarbone, whispering things your dad would smite him for, but to you, it was like he was putting in the password to your untapped thirst. Ecstasy was about to unfurl with how his fingers played with the band of your underwear, tiny noises and nods letting him know he was doing everything right. Itâs not your fault, reallyâyou just want to prove a point!
But then the both of you were caught red-handed by a satyr, lips kiss-swollen and giggling at how he unraveled you so quickly. A conduct report was filed, but it didnât stop Luke from finding new ways to unlock your deepest desires.
Besides, picking at locks is part of Lukeâs expertise, among other things.
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đ·âĄâËgeek lover! erenđŠąă»ââ§
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This is a remake of the already geek lover eren, but specifically a sfw version but I actually really love this story
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Eren is a geek lover. He absolutely is enamored with you. Watching your lips with every word you spoke. The way you got excited telling him about every single new detail of the things you got interested in. Eren worked hard as a famous rnb singer, long days in the studio trying to perfect his songs. Then having to perform when he literally had the WORST anxiety known to man. It always felt like someone needed him and was on his ass about something.
But he did it all for you. So you can have everything your heart desired. He left nothing behind when it came to you. You wanted to see a new sci fi movie? He already bought out the theater. Thereâs a new podcast you like? Heâs downloaded all the episodes for you on both yours and his phone. Donât even get started on books. On your first date you mentioned you like to read and study psychology in your free time. Once you moved in he had your very own book room built for you. Carefully picking out each book for you on his own. Your own desk and room for you todo your writings in. He even surprised you with a laptop and camera so you can start your own podcast! He just wanted to show you how much he loved and supported you.
For moment like this were he could come home and listen to you tell him. About the things you've watched in your huge list of video essays that you had in a playlist on YouTube. How you lit up telling him different facts from how the dating game killer had a coworker that also happened to be a serial killer and he didn't know to the conspiracy theory of the 27 club, no matter what you said it always made you so happy and seeing you all giddy and stimming while you talked to him made him so content with his life.
"I know cotards syndrome, Koro, Diogenes, fregoli, hypochondria, pica, capgras, boanthropy, apotenmophilia, kulver bulcy, ekbom, erotomania, Stendhal. Pics is like one of the more well known. You know that show my strange addiction that we watch together? Yeah so like those people who eat the random shit like the lady who ate rocks- omg that reminds me!"
Erens ass was not listening one bit. He was watching you, watching your body. You guys had been apart for a little over a month so could do a very short tour in another country and he was sick as fuck that he couldn't bring you.
Everyone knew it too. His attitude fucking sucked that trip. He was antsy, his anxiety was through the roof, he snapped at everyone, overall he fucking hated it. But now, sitting here with you he finally felt at peace.
You were sitting on his lap, yapping his ear off.His eyes couldn't help but wander to your legs which lead him to notice you were wearing his boxers. Your hands thick thighs were filling them out so well. His hands moved to grip them as he watched you talk. Youâd kill him later for not listening but he just felt so much dread when he was away from you that he couldnât help but just stare at you forever.
âRennie, papa are you okay? Youâre getting all red. Are you feeling sick baby?â
You were worried, he had a bad history of getting sick easily. With him coming back from another country he could have likely caught something. It would hurt your heart to know he wasnât feeling well.
âIâm fine baby. Keep going. I wanna hear you talk.â
âAre you sure baby? We can go lay down if youâd like.â
It warmed his heart how much you cared for him. You made him the man he was. He used to be so closed off to anyone that wasnât your friends mikasa and armin. You taught him how to deal with the grief of life and got him therapy to get through the rough days of his depression. He just loved you so much and truly couldnât imagine being anywhere without you.
âIâm fine baby, just missed you so much..â
For my girlie @merakidoll
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You know what? Fuck it
DC x DP prompt #3
I think at least lmao.
Anyway! Jason starts making videos on YouTube for one reason or another (is really stressed, no one listens to his rants Abt books who cares). His content is mostly bad books he read or really really really long rants Abt pride and prejudice. Like 3 hours on one tiny detail he noticed on his 214th read through.
He's kinda popular, mostly bc his terrible books videos. He talks Abt the ones that made him the most mad, which coincidentally are mostly romance and supernatural. Like he's one of the well known figures in the supernatural romance critique group (whcih is pretty small, but well). (Also he doesn't show his face on camera, bc secret identity and stuff, it's just his voice over a video of something mundane, like the sky or a room in which is a fly or something)
And now this can go two ways, that i can think of (w dead on main in mind at least)
1) one day Jason finds a book which is supernatural romance and is actually good. It has a kidna cliche system for the supernatural stuff, but with a refreshing twist. The characters have depts and flaws, yet are still very likable. The plot is actually interesting and overall the story's theme is death, not belonging anywhere and overall stuff that is very close to Jason's heart. The story doesn't shy away from violence and it is suprisingly accurate.
(I'm.gonna reblog this w pretty long idea of what this book could be Abt, bc i don't wanna annoy ppl lol)
Anyway Jason kinda falls in love w it, and it becomes famous for being the first novel Jason rated positively or something.
Meanwhile Danny, who was told by jazz writing is good way to get his feeling out, and just wanted to make a quick buck, is really fucking confused how tf did his book become so popular and who tf is this nerd who rates books for a living.
(basically big fan Jason and suspicious/awkward Danny lmao)
2) there is a famous series on Jason profile. It's the worst fucking series he ever read and it's just fucking awful. All the characters are fucking terrible, always going on and on about one thing, the romance sucks in a way that isnt even funny. Jason would love to believe some wrote this as a joke, if it wasn't for the absolute cringefest this was, and it wasn't a whole ass series!! Like who writes 12 books for a joke?
Danny ducking Fenton that's who. Dude was so ducking annoyed at his rogues, he threatened them w writing a terrible romance novels abt them. The ghosts, knowing his terrible grade in literature backed off for a moment, before someone crossed the line. And write Danny did. It was the worst thing he had ever written, the love interest was perfect caricature yet still faithfully go the original. And Danny, because fuck them he lost sommuch sleep over that one prank, decided to publish it. (The book was pretty thin so it didn't take that much time writing it). Unfortunately it became immensely popular in the infinite realm. So the ghosts started crossing lines on purpose. Before Danny figured it out, he had already published his fifth book and was writing another three. After some bargaining, getting a book written Abt them as a piece of shit love interest became a reward.
And while yeah, he had to say his writing was terrible and the books sucked, some small part of him was kinda proud y'know? Like a mother of her twelve ugly as fuck toddlers.
So when he saw some nerd on the internet not only shit talk his book, but also get money of it?
Danny decided to haunt him (just like his books did him, now that everyone knew Abt them thanks to this guy)
(enemies (sorta it's not that serious tho) to lovers ala terrible writer Danny who hates his books and kinda famous YouTuber hasn't who also hates Danny's books)
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Fuck this is way too long wtf. Anyway imma reblog this w 1) book idea. Might add whatever i think the twelve books could be Abt. Pls if u want to add anything to this pls do!!
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hii what do u think of giselle and yunjin fucking you???đ„Čđ„Čđ„Č i feel like they'd just be big bullies to you and degrade you all the time
cw: dubcon, degredation, drugging, somnophilia, blackmail, i made them assholes in this im sorry đ« đ«
okay my bad i havenât answered this (holy shit iâm so sorry) but anyways. when it comes to me theres no normal vanilla thoughts about this, because let me tell you⊠i want these two women in a way that will cause the second coming of jesus christâ
also i felt like making this a drabble even though i said i wouldnât do requests or asks my bad guys⊠brain rot!
bully!aeri and bully!yunjin being very well known for bullying people left right and centre. them having a few lackeys that would run their errands. unfortunately you were one of their little targets to fuck around with quite literally you werenât a lackey or anything, they just liked to poke fun at you time to time. do that thing that bullies often do and just shove you into a locker, pour water or some drink over your head during lunch breaks, call you a few names here and there, take really humiliating pictures of you and say that theyâre not gonna post it anywhere, maybe they have posted it. but anyways, you know, the usual shit.
they thought it would be so funny to invite you over for funsies and not explain why they want you over. so really, who were you to deny their request? quite obviously they could just blackmail you to come running over.
aeri is kind of an enabler to yunjins behaviour- like she knows what sheâs doing is horrible and thats why she doesnât do it normally, but this time is kinda different. aeri is all like âitâll be fun câmonnnn. you find y/n kinda cute anyways. i know you think she looks so cute when sheâs crying⊠plus, i think sheâs cute too. just wanna fuck around with her you knowâ
and so the day comes. youâre standing in the middle of their room,,, shit youâre so awkard, but thatâs to be expected. in what situation would your bullies invite you to one of their houses?
theyâd tell you to relax âdonât worry, we just wanted to hang outâ for all you know theyâre making snacks in the kitchen giggling to eachother while you awkwardly make yourself comfy, sinking yourself on the couch. eventually they brought over the drinks they made specifically for you and handing it over, watching as you sip the drink hesitantly.
âhmm this is kinda good⊠anyways what am i doing he-â
BITCH?? it only takes you few seconds and youâve blacked the fuck out. youâre extremely vulnerable infront of both of your bullies, youâre kinda fucked.
oh noooo what ever shall they do to you
youâd wake up to yunjin between your legs with a playful smirk on her face, lapping at your clit, making sure that you definitely feel her tongue flat against it.
oh and aeri? sheâs standing behind yunjin taking a video, snickering as you wake up from a good 30 min knock out nap âwhat the f-fuck?â were the only words that came out of your mouth before yunjin shoved two of her fingers knuckles deep into your cunt.
in panic, you looked up to aeri who was fixated on keeping you in frame while you were being fucked rough. her eyes were glued onto the screen, keeping in a laugh that was in her throat. she noticed you staring at the camera. she laughed âgod you look so pathetic. did you really think that we would want to hang out normally? especially with you? hmmm⊠what would your mom think if she found out that her precious daughter was a slutâ
yunjin just chuckled. she kept sucking on your clit while she was so so deep inside of you. i mean hell you were out of it??? your head banging from the spiked drink, and your bully was going down on you? shit was so confusing, but it was all welcomed. aeri and yunjin obviously didnt know that you were getting off to this, so they just carried on with the thought of messing you up beyond your capabilities.
yeah, yunjin wasnât as mean as aeri was, but the way you writhed your hips on her face whenever she circled her tongue around your clit, made her act harsher. yunjinâs nails dug into your thighs making you hiss at the feeling. you felt more needier, more desperate for her tongue.
at this point they both got that you were whoring yourself out for them âaeri, do you think this little slut deserves to cum?â which gets you panicking a bit
âi donât think soâ aeri responds back with a playful tone âi think i should have a go with our toy before she gets to cum, donât you think? yeah no they definitely found outâŠ.
before you could figure out what they were gonna do, aeri had already switched places with yunjin, disregarding her phone. at a agonisingly slow pace, aeri toyed with your clit âyou really do enjoy this, fucking whore- oh i canât wait to use this against youâ yunjin picking up her own phone and snapping a few pics before ripping open your shirt âeveryone thinks youâre the sweetest little thing, so cute, so vulnerable, so easy to fool. itâs so funny, no one else but us knows that youâre just a pathetic slut that was waiting for this to happen to youâ a few more pics of you shirtless with aeri in between your thighs were taken.
aeri signalled for yunjin to come closer, telling her that it was completely fine to mark you up and leave bruises for all she cares!! no one would really give a fuck anyway- now if it wasnât aeriâs or yunjinâs marks theyâd probably gaf because well⊠theyâd most likely corner you and ask if you were whoring around đ
besides the point, yunjins trailed across your neck and collarbone, leaving as many hickeys as she can while aeri began fucking you with her fingers relentlessly.
time passes and youâre calling out their names simultaneously, âyunâ fuâŠfuck aeri, canât- canât take it anymoreâ yeah they really dont care, not slowing down at all LIKE AT ALLâ aeri fucking you so deep, so rough and so fast that it makes you feel so overstimulated, and with yunjin fondling your breasts and biting at your neck, it makes sense that it made you fall unconscious for a split second. gripping onto the sheets tightly once you come back to reality, screaming their names as they witness you cum all over aeris fingers.
oh and also, for extra measures, they take another pic of you. this time your legs spread wide for the cameraâ yeah no theyâre asshole my bad
so yeahâ moral of the story⊠um i think that bully!aeri and bully!yunjin nghfnfhnfnnhfnfnffnfbfb FUCJ I NEED THEM IN AN UNHOLY WAY đ€đ€đ€
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