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solarnomoon · 5 months ago

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tame - nishimura riki

ni-ki always stood out to you, or atleast, in his own way. when you started noticing him more, it was easy to like him.

pairing >>> ni-ki x male reader

tags >>> college au, fluff, friends to lovers

warnings >>> swearing, substance usage, suggestive themes

wc >>> 3,073 words

author's note >>> ni-ki is just so freaking pretty i want to give him the biggest hug and never let go＼(≧▽≦)／ also js remember this is ooc also if you guys ever to just talk about random enhypen stuff or virtually anything im always down to talk n stuff anyway i hope u guys enjoy this one!! it kinda spawned out of nowhere and also all over the place so idk lol bye!!

it wasn’t like you to fall for a boy so easily. at least, not in the way that occurred, especially for a guy like nishimura riki. it was cheesy, to say the least: you two have been acquaintances since middle school, quite literally knowing each other for 6 years now, even now attending the same university (completely unintentional, of course). you always just kinda knew him as that lovely kid that was the same height as you, even throughout high school. don't get it twisted, you weren't that tall, but regardless of the fact, he was the same height.

the first time you saw him the summer after high school was at your orientation. you were placed in the 12th group, and when you reached the meeting spot, you noticed riki immediately, much, much taller than before, giving you two a height difference that wasn't present before. the second thing you noticed was the drop of his voice, which you discerned from his "yo, y/n!" coupled with a slight wave.

"ni-ki? what-" and before you even finished your sentence, the orientation leader interrupted, telling the group as a whole that they were about to start as you happened to be the last person they were waiting for. your conversation had to be put on halt until 20 minutes later where she began a tour of the school.

while you began to follow the group to the first destination, ni-ki reconvenes with you after speaking to a couple of the other group members, nudging your shoulder with his own to get your attention. "y/n, i didn't know you committed here? i thought you were gonna go to ucla for sure," he questions you with a voice of slight familiarity.

"no yeah, i was, but i thought about it and i just wanted to go here." he hums in acknowledgment, giving a few seconds of downtime before you begin to speak again. "dude, when did you become so tall? and have that deep ass voice? weren't we like basically the same height a few months ago?"

a few other differences were left unspoken but assumed nonetheless. first off, his hair, which historically was left black and much shorter throughout highschool, but now was longer with an ombré effect going from a light grey to black at the ends. secondly, his style, which flipped 180 from sweatpants and a normal shirt to something straight out of k-dramas. and lastly, his piercings, double lobes with a helix on both. or maybe one? point is, he looked good. too good.

he laughs, knowing this must come as a shocker to you because last time you checked, he was completely anew. "well for one, i turned 18 and was basically allowed to do whatever i wanted with my body. for some reason i went through a second puberty," he signals your height difference by putting his hand out flat at the top of your head and then bringing it to his, just shrugging. "also, i got a modeling job that allowed me to buy random ass clothes. so... yeah!"

your mouth slightly ajar combined with your head tilt let him know you were still in fact lost, so he continued on. "well, you know that dance group i've been in since a few years ago right?" the nod coming from your stature allowed him to finish the thought, "so basically some of the guys in that group like... told? their manager about me and gave me a chance to attend one of their casting calls, and i made the cut."

the group stops in front of the library, allowing you guys to sit down at one of the slabs nearby, half listening to your tour guide, but more focused on conversing with one another because you two had already toured the school when filling out college applications.

"wait, congrats ni-ki, that's insane!" you turn to him, giving him a quick cheeky smile with two thumbs up, and he just chuckles at you, putting his face into his hands at the sight of your cuteness playfulness. "what, did i say something wrong?"

"n-no, it's just... nevermind..." he tsks at you, not wanting to reveal the fact that he found you cute for a second.

you two continued to chat about anything and everything, eventually learning more about the guy that you would've never known previously. for one, he hates the color pink, even though all of his friends tell him that the color suits him—even his model designer thinks pink is his most suitable color. you also learned that the group that he's apart of, enhypen, is actually pretty popular on tiktok and youtube: garnishing over 4 million subs on youtube and 2 million followers on tiktok. he's also been with his group for multiple years now, and you even met some of them at sports events and stuff, like sunoo and jay.

other things include the fact that he has an older and a younger sister, he loves to dance, he likes to play piano, and one time he met jung ho-yeon before she was on squid game and he was so confused on why they looked so familiar, he thought they were long lost siblings or something. then he found out that she's korean.

he still believes it though...

soon enough, you guys find yourselves at the end of the orientation, having made friends with others, but especially between you two. you asked him if he could hang out during summer, but he has plans to go to japan the rest of summer, so you just plan to hang out during your time in college.

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the one thing that you didn't talk about was your rooming situation, so imagine your surprise when you're in the middle of your move-in, and in the hallway, you see ni-ki, walking into the suite right across from yours. "no fucking way, nishimura riki." you yell to him due to his headphones over his head, and he turns over and immediately puts a grin onto his face.

"y/n l/n." he puts his box down and walks over to you, embracing your smaller body, allowing you to practically melt in his scent and hug. once he lets you go, he just gazes at you, still smiling. "how have you been?" he leans against the wall in his cool-guy-esque fashion, but after talking with him the entirety of orientation, you know that he's a lot more of a nerd and introvert than he lets on.

"it's been good! honestly dude, i missed you." you don't miss the fact that his cheeks slightly flush with color, losing the eye contact that was previously held. "how was fucking japan, you looked like you had so much fun on your story and shit!" while asking, you point toward his box, silently questioning if you could come in and help him with his stuff while you updated each other.

while speaking, he brought you to his room that was surprisingly extremely decorated: full of neutrals and darker tones with some pop of color, many boxes and clothes on the floor but already pretty put together.

"wow, you're already way farther in the move-in than i am—i feel like there's just so much fucking stuff," you explain, taking a seat on his bed. you bounce on it a couple of times, mouth wide open by how comfortable it is. "wait, ni-ki, how did you do this?"

"mattress topper." he replies, placing his last box down on the floor and beginning to re-arrange his clothes onto the outside hanger he had bought. "looks like we're gonna be neighbors, y/n," he said in his deep tone, always catching you off-guard, but somehow giving you a tinge of butterflies in your stomach.

"yeah!" you chirp, excited to explore the newfound friendship with ni-ki.

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after the first month of university, many people in both of your guys' social circles had created a conceived notion around ni-ki: that he was a nonchalant, cool guy.

you knew this wasn't him at all though.

but you understood why people had thought that of the guy. for one, he's 6 foot something (he doesn't tell you his exact height just to tease the fact that he's much taller than you). next, he dresses stylistically as if every day is his last waking day. lastly, he loves to observe, and not talk much, but every time he did, he always had something witty or something flirtatious to say.

that is until people saw how he was whenever he was with you.

the cool guy persona had completely shifted into something more friendly, more recognizable as a regular person. ni-ki explained his day rapid-fire, telling you basically everything that happened, showed you a specific dance that he and his members had learned, or maybe gave you a sneak peek of what he was gonna wear to some fashion show. he also would tell you about his interests, the things he did on the side, even the people he met. when his friends saw how different he acted around you, they confronted him first, then confronted you after.

"what did ni-ki say?" you ask, wondering why he acts so different around yourself than other people.

"he just said that's how your dynamic was." heeseung had shrugged. "even though we've been members together for like 5 years now, i've never seen ni-ki open up this much to someone. it's like you guys are like... dating or something."

the sentiment gets a cough out of you, not expecting those words to come out of his mouth. "w-what?! of course not, we're just friends!" you deny frantically, waving your hands in front of him. "me and ni-ki are just friends."

just then, an arm wraps around your waist, a voice entering the conversation, "who's just friends?" ni-ki questions, smiling at you and heeseung.

of course, heeseung just looks at you, looks at the arm around your waist, then at ni-ki, and back to you. he raises his eyebrows and puckers his lips before walking away. ni-ki turns to you in confusion. "what's that all about?"

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as time went on, you and ni-ki had become exceptionally comfortable with one another, becoming each other's ride or dies. unfortunately for you though, it meant he had become increasingly flirtatious with you. you knew he was straight, he had explained his previous crushes to you and what he was looking for in a girl, but you on the other hand had fallen susceptible to his advances, convincing yourself that this is just what friends do.

on his birthday, he had brought you to smoke at the "top of the world," so he called it, which was literally just a trail that led you to the top of a scenic cliff. romantic, you thought, but you knew it was just out of you two becoming best friends.

"y/n-ie," he starts, the nickname sticking after calling you that one drunken night during halloween. "what do you think about teddy bears?"

you passed the joint back to him after taking a hit. "teddy bears? ni-ki, what the fuck are you on about??" the words come out a little too harsh for your liking, so you quickly follow-up, "sorry, i didn't mean it like that."

ni-ki gets up and turns to you. "that was kind of mean," he pouts, putting out his joint before putting back into the metallic holder he had thrifted. the taller had shifted slightly closer to you, wanting to lean his head on your shoulder. it was a little awkward due to the height difference, but the guy made it work, and it made you begin to sweat on your palms.

"sorry, ni-ki." even through the nervousness, you had half a mind to pretend like nothing's wrong, so you lean your head on top of his just barely. in case he questions it, then you could always play the ambiguity card: 'i didn't do anything, it was all you.'

"it's okay baby." he also started calling you that after thanksgiving, when he heard sunoo calling you it. he crossed his arms and wouldn't talk to you for the rest of the day until you came over to his room and asked you why sunoo called you baby and he couldn't, so after that it was a deal that he was allowed to.

you checked the time, which just hit 12 am. "oh, happy birthday ni-ki." you tell him, reaching from your tote bag for a smaller, paper bag within. you hand it to the guy, looking into his eyes for validation. "for you, it's not a bomb, i swear!"

he takes it from you and opens it, revealing two keychains that matched, alongside bracelets from his favorite brand. "y/n..." he trails off, not knowing what to say to you.

"i know, i know, the bracelets are expensive. but ni-ki, you're my best friend. i would do anything for you." you tell him, not wanting him to freak out.

the bracelets had been on his mind since the summer, you remembered from one of the random conversations that you had during orientation, and even though it was a long time ago, you knew he had been wanting them for months, but couldn't allocate the right funds to get it, especially because he was building his closet at the time.

"y/n... i... thank you." he finally stammers out, looking back at your eyes. even in the pale moonlight, you could discern the water in his eyes, but you knew that he hated when he cried, so you didn't say anything of it. "you remembered, huh?"

"uhh, duhh! of course i did," you joke, attempting to lighten the mood. you place your hand onto his shoulder to give him some comfort, but he takes that arm and uses it as leverage to push you onto your back, crawling on top of you. "w-woah, ni-ki?!" you yelp in surprise, not comprehending what just happened.

he just grins, placing his large hand on your face, rubbing your cheek softly. "y/n..."

little did he know though, this was your final straw. you couldn't take it anymore, the incessant flirting, the changes in his behavior around you, hell, even the constant sleepovers that he asked you all the time. so you did the only thing you could think of: run.

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of course it didn't really work though.

he was miles more athletic than you were, so he caught up to you within like 5 seconds which is honestly embarrassing on your behalf but you were too sad and a little turned on to even care.

"ni-ki, let go of me, i can't take this anymore!"

the taller just holds your arm, but the rest of his body was frantic, like he was afraid that if he let go he'd lose you for good. "w-what, y/n, what! you can't take what?!" he yells, not knowing what happened.

you twist your head around, looking at him like he grew a second head. "what do you mean, this! i can't take it, calling me nicknames and pet names, flirting with me constantly, sleeping over, acting different around me than your friends. friends don't do this, so you need to st-" and with that explanation, he gently grabs your head, leans down, flutters his eyes shut, and places his lips onto yours.

the scent you know and learned to love floods your senses, and with that brief moment of confusion, he grabs your waist and pulls you in closer, deepening the kiss. and considering this is all you've wanted for the past months, you allow him to take your lips, kissing him back with the same softness.

after moments pass you by, eventually he lets go of you, wanting to look at your reaction. "y/n, i really like you. i kinda... always have. even since we were in middle school." your mouth opens to say something, but you let him speak. "you were always so... cool. and i just... i wanted to be something to impress you... if i'm being honest, i knew you were going here, to this college, sun told me, so i wanted a chance, a possibility, anything to impress you."

he lets go of you, reaches into his pocket to fish out the matching bracelets. "these are beautiful y/n. but, it would be more beautiful if i could put this on you, use this as a courting gift even, and show you that i really do like you, and i want to be yours."

he unclasps the bracelet, handing out in front of him. "will you let me?" you reach your arm out, allowing him to put it on you.

"yes, nishimura riki."

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with that, nothing really changed. except for the fact that you and ni-ki are now dating, of course.

people around you realized that the cool nonchalant guy was ni-ki from the dance group enhypen, giving him massive amounts of popularity quickly (you didn't even know popularity in college existed...)

however, it also came to light the fact that you were dating ni-ki, and you slowly began to be known as y/n: the ni-ki tamer, which was crazy in your opinion, but ni-ki loved the title, so you let it slide.

other than that, you started to become integrated with the rest of enhypen, the rest of the members seeing how ni-ki changes when he's with you, but they realized it was for the better as you all hung out, as they saw a side of him that didn't even know existed.

you loved enhypen, they took you in as their own and integrated you into their friend group, even giving you free dance lessons just so you could also join in some of their choreos.

"guys," you pant, exhausted from the lesson ni-ki was giving you. "why did you not tell me that ni-ki is considered the best dancer in this fucking group? and why did you let me take lessons from him?" you complain to the rest of enhypen, who are watching from the sides.

"you have to suffer like we have," jake shouts while jungwon cheers for you.

sunoo and jay also just laugh, the former explaining, "i swear, before you, ni-ki was a fucking nightmare if we didn't get the choreo correct."

"alright, enough talking, more dancing, y/n, one more time."

you love ni-ki. but damn sometimes you regret falling for him.

...

nah, not really though.

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rapunzelbro · 5 months ago

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The Act of Stealing a Loved One |2| (Stanley Pines x Reader)

This chapter is a flashback. So are the others. Enjoy! It's super long lmao

Story Guide

It was the Summer of 1972 when you first met Stanford. You remember it almost all too well. You went to a college for the arts, majoring in music composition. Oh! And you were in a band! It was not good by any means, you all were figuring this out as you went but you were all having fun so it didn’t really matter to you. It’s kinda funny looking back on how the two of you somehow became a couple considering how different the two of you were.

You two only met after you accidentally stumbled in his room one night after you partied too hard at someone else's dorm. You thought his room was your friend's room. His dorm had books scattered around, posters of some scientists on the wall and an absolute mess of notes on his desk. Stanford did not want to spend his night with some random drunk girl in his dorm, but he knew he had to let you in, not trusting what any of the other men on the campus would do if they saw you like this. He didn’t know why you made him so flustered, maybe it was your vulnerable state, or just because you were a girl, talking to him.

It was probably both.

“You know, I never wanted to go to this, it was some promotional stuff for my band. Did I tell you I was in a band? We are amazing!” You were laying on the floor staring at the ceiling smiling goofily, flipping onto your stomach to look at the flustered man whose dorm you broke into. He took a glance over his shoulder to look at you, trying to tell you he was listening, even if you didnt care if he was or not. “Okay so that might be a lie, Gabs is super pitchy, Jamie is still figuring out the drums but that's besides the point..I met you by going to this!” you finally sat up running a hand through your hair “You're so dorky it's kinda cute” you let off a soft giggle pointing at him.

This made Stanford physically freeze, his breath hitching slightly “Thank you I suppose, Are your friends looking for you?” He quickly changed the subject, turning around in his chair, looking at you “I think, I dunno… I kinda wanna stay here with you” you smirked. “Well I-” he started before he heard a female voice yelling in the hallway “Y/N! We gotta go!” “Oh that's Gabs! She’s my friend!” You stumbled up before heading towards the door, pausing before going back over to the man kissing his check with a giggle, causing Stanford's face to turn bright red “Thank you for saving me! I’m Y/n by the way!” “Um… It's Stanford, Call me Ford..” he managed to get out, quickly writing the phone number to the telephone that was in his room, down on a piece of notebook paper. “Just.. Call me when you get to your dorm safe..” he quickly turned back to face his textbooks he had his nose buried in hours ago “Aw you care about me… Okay loverboy. Seeya around!” you poked his shoulder before leaving, yelling at your friend ‘Gabs’ to get her attention

Ford had no idea why he did that, he never had the balls to do this sort of thing. Especially with someone as beauti- No why the hell was he having these thoughts? You weren't going to call him. He has to forget about this encounter, he concluded, going back to his uneventful night.

He got a call the next day, it was you. There was some sort of music in the background, he couldn't place what it was, some pop music maybe. “Oh my gosh is this Ford? I kinda crashed at your dorm last night, I am sooo sorry I am super embarrassed.” you rambled on before Ford let off a slight chuckle “No it's fine. I’m glad you're safe, you seemed very out of it last night” he leaned back in his chair slightly as he spoke “Ugh don't get me started about the hangover” you groaned causing him to laugh.

After that was the beginning of a relationship, you spent your off time together, he helped you with classes and you expanded his music taste, well tried to at least.

It's been 4 months since you two started dating. Ford even told his brother about this, and to say Stanley was shocked was an understatement, he rushed over surprising Ford “So you finally found a girl who doesn’t run off screaming? Tell me all about her” Stanley smirked looking at his twin brother, noticing a photo of you on his desk in a frame, you had a microphone in your hand giving a peace sign to the camera with your other hand. How the hell did his brother score you? Ford went off to ramble about you, he was a love sick mess, but the way his eyes kept shifting to the photo of you when explaining you made Stan confused, why did he have to keep looking at it to talk about you?

He noticed a few flyers to some music festivals, they looked untouched. “Who gave you these?” he picked one up, the show was for tonight, in a few hours. “Oh Y/n did. She’s in a band” Ford looked at the flier before directing his attention back to the textbook that was in front of him “You plan on seeing her right?” Stan raised an eyebrow looking at his brother “Too busy, I have an exam tomorrow” Ford shrugged it off flipping to the next page in his book “You’re joking right? Have you been to any of her shows?” Stan narrowed his eyes in disapproval, Ford didn't say anything “Some boyfriend you are” He muttered looking down at the flier in his hands. He knew what he had to do, he wasn’t going to let Ford ruin the only potential relationship he would probably ever have.

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squoxle · 1 year ago

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Can u do a short ff where y/n came from the gym and she’s looking hot as ever. And heeseung is home while he talks to his gamer friends . And when he sees y/n he’s flabbergasted.

Can I? Hmm…I can try😏🖤 (you probably didn't read this b4 you asked. no worries tho...i was itching to start writing for EN- again anyway)

𐙚Heated~L.HS ff 18+𐙚

💋pairing: Heeseung!fwb x Reader!fm | 💋wc: 1.3k | 💋summary: Do I really need to explain this??? basically, you came home after working out, and Heeseung couldn't keep his eyes off your sexy, sweaty body. |💋cw: 🔞MDNI!! unprotected sex, cumshots, fingering, clit stimulation, sexual jokes, pet names [daddy, good girl, baby]=heeseung coded Enjoy :)

"Dammit," you swore as your phone fell out of your pocket. You slid your headphones down to wrap around your neck as you kneeled down to pick up your phone.

"Hey," Jake said as you flipped your phone around, checking for any scratches or cracks. "How was the gym?"

"Ehh nothing too special," you shrugged before lugging your bag over your shoulder. "There was this one guy who kept flirting with me. He even tried giving me his number," you laughed under your breath.

"A guy? Flirting with you? What else did this guy do?" Heeseung spat. It seemed like hearing that pissed him off a bit as his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"It really wasn't all that. I don't know why you're getting upset anyway. We're just friends. It's not like you're my boyfriend or anything," You said before taking a sip from your water bottle. It was the kind you can use your teeth to yank open, though that may not be the intended way of doing it.

"How'd you know she went to the gym?" Heeseung asked, looking at the other guys as he took his dark eyes off you.

"Uhh...well if I was an asshole--which I'm not--I would say that anyone with a fucking brain could tell by what she went to the gym just by looking at her," Jay said sarcastically as you stood by the door wearing compression tights and a cropped hoodie that covered your sports bra.

"Yeah, that and she told us before she left an hour ago," Sunghoon added.

"Oh," Heeseung said as he went back to staring at you.

You flashed him a puzzled look as he licked his lips before biting on the lower one as he scanned your body up and down. You couldn't believe the bipolar attitude this boy had at times.

"Yo dude! What the fuck was that?" Jay laughed as he saw the way Heeseung was practically drolling over you. "Don't tell me that she's turning you on that easily," Jay continued as he shook Hee's shoulder. "She's literally like a sister to us."

"More like a step-sister," Sunghoon chuckled. "You can see it all over his face. He wants to fuck her just as badly as that guy at the gym," He smirked before turning to look at you himself. He could see how Heeseung could like the way you looked with your hair stuck to the sides of your face from the sweat. Especially when you took off your hoodie, revealing your breasts that were also decorated with sweat that dripped from your collarbone.

"What?" Heeseung shook his head. The thoughts in his mind caused him to go completely blank.

"Woah! Even his little buddy thinks so," Jake threw his head back laughing. Heeseung looked down to see his hard-on bulging in his sweats, before looking over at you.

"Dude you're freaking her out," Jake continued as he looked over to see your flushed face.

"Uhhh...I'm just gonna go," you said awkwardly as you walked to your room.

"Hey, if I were you I'd just be honest and tell everyone how bad I wanna fuck her," Sunghoon smirked.

"Fuck off, man," Heeseung spat as he left the room following behind you.

"What do you want?" You said as you rummaged through your drawers looking for an outfit to put on after your shower.

“I think you already know,” Heeseung said as he closed the door behind him. The thought of your sweaty body bouncing on his cock was enough to get him started.

“Right now? You’re joking…” you said as you placed the stack of clothes on your bed. You were in no mood to engage in some sexual activity with him right now for two reasons. One, it's literally the middle of the fucking day, and two, the guys are still awake sitting in the living room down the hall.

“How do you expect me to react after seeing your hot sexy body covered in sweat?” he said cocking his head to the side as if you could read the horny thoughts running through his mind.

“Umm, disgusted. Like a normal person,” you folded your arms. You were indirectly trying to hint to him that this wasn't a good time, but by the look on his face you could tell that wasn't working.

“Hmm, well that would probably be the case if we didn’t have our little side thing.”

“Okay, you’re either desperate or stupid if you think we’re gonna have sex right now.”

“What if I’m both?” Heeseung said before reaching down to grip his dick through his pants. “I’m aching for you and I know how bad you want me. You just hate to admit that I’m right,” he continued as he walked up to you, placing a delicate yet sensual kiss on your cheek while holding your chin.

“You’re sick,” you spat ripping away from his grip. “And when you’re horny, you’re a fucking dog,” you said picking up your clothes before walking to the door.

“Ah ah ah~” Heeseung said as he held the door shut with his hand. “You know I always get what I want,” he smiled before kissing your neck.

“I said, not right n—“ you were cut off by Heeseung gripping your ass. His fingers reached through your thighs to your pussy. You perked your ass up to give him a better shot as he rubbed against your pussy through the tight fabric.

“What was that you were saying,” Heeseung smiled before sucking on your neck, biting a bit of your skin hard enough to cause you to let out a small moan.

“What if they hear us?”

“Who cares?” Heeseung said as he pressed his dick against your ass.

“Heeseung,” you sighed.

“Relax, just stay quiet and we should be okay,” he pulled down your tights, exposing your ass to him.

You covered your mouth with your hands as Heeseung glided his dick between your folds before pushing himself in.

“Mmph!” You gasped. Heeseung let out a soft chuckle from behind you as he began pounding into your slimy hole.

He gripped your waist with one of his hands while the other he used to stimulate your clit. You braced yourself against the door that slightly knocked from your movements.

“H-Heeseung! A-ah,” you moaned as your walls clenched around his throbbing cock.

“That’s it baby. Take all of Daddy’s dick like a good girl,” he said pumping into you so hard that you were on your toes at this point.

Just as you reached your climax, Heeseung pulled his dick out of you. “What?” You said turning around to see his dick still twitching.

“Get on your hands and knees,” he commanded. “And turn around,” he continued as you dropped down into doggy position.

He didn’t waste time to slam his dick into you, fucking you hard and fast as his thighs slapped against your ass.

“Ah!” You moaned a little too loud.

Heeseung pulled you back, shoving two fingers into your mouth as he kept fucking you. Before you came he shot his cum on your back before getting up to leave the room.

“Wait. Where are you going?” You asked as you pulled your tights back up.

“I’m finished,” he shrugged. “You can go take your shower now. I’m done being a pervert,” he winked before walking down the hall.

“Wh-heeseung?!” You shouted. "Ugh," you huffed, picking up your clothes before walking to the shower.

"What was that all about?" Jay asked as Heeseung plopped down on the sofa next to him.

"Nothing," he smirked. "She's just being dramatic as usual."

"Mhm. Sure," Sunghoon smirked before sitting back.

"Soooo, can we get back to the game now?" Jake asked.

❀ Thank you all so much for reading! Make sure to check out other works on my masterlist!

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alexandraisyes · 1 month ago

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500 FOLLOWERS

Wow. 500 of you. That number feels surreal, especially after everything these past few months. (Don't scroll away there's a surprise at the bottom of the post.)

In July, I faced harassment over a rumor about being hired as a TSAMS writer. In August and September, it escalated—stalking, harassment, and widespread slander over SolarNexus, a ship I don’t even ship. October brought betrayal as someone I trusted turned out to be a predator, slandering our friend group, faking their death, and running away upon confrontation. Last month, I had to take a stand against someone sharing NSFW with minors, leading to more slander and harassment.

Now it’s December, and honestly, fandom discourse feels inevitable. But you know what? I don’t care.

This community has been so supportive to me throughout this. I have grown close with friends, made new ones, and gained so many supporters and I don't know how to say thank you enough. I've reached so many of my goals for this year, and there's always going to be more work to do.

I'm starting a new fic. I'm updating my old ones. I'm making art for a voice actor. I'm a mod in the community server. And I'm finally working on a project again that I started in August.

I’ve been really hesitant to show this project off on main, beyond reblogging things here and there. I won’t reveal which character I specifically play—though it probably wouldn’t be hard to guess.

This project started as a way to support the mod who plays Lunar, who was receiving harassment simply for enforcing their boundaries. Yes, you read that right—they were harassed because they didn’t want to post negative confessions. When we saw that happening, my friends and I got together, and I said, “Haha, wouldn’t it be so cool if we just made a bunch of confession blogs to dunk on the haters and roleplay and shit?”

Within 24 hours, two new blogs popped up. One hasn’t done anything to hurt me, so I won’t name them, but we all know who they are. The second? Biased-tsams-confessions—a blog that was one of the leading forces behind the harassment I faced in August. They would flip their lid if they knew I was the leading force behind TSBS CVAU and remain its head administrator and manager. Honestly? That makes me even prouder of this project.

Of course, I couldn’t do this alone. A huge thank you to my partner in crime, @lyrical-hue, who has been my rock throughout this journey. They’ve helped smooth out the bumps along the way, making sure I don’t handle everything solo.

I’m so excited to finally share this project with my fanbase publicly. We’re expanding our world and currently looking for new members to join the group! If you’re interested, you can apply here:

Okay so now the real question. How am I celebrating this milestone? The past two times I made a post like this I did a raffle (one of which I'm still finishing the artwork for). This time I'd like to do something different.

I want to make some free emotes for the community. My community. To give back some of the support I've been given.

To be applicable for this, reblog this post with references of your character designs, AU designs, OCs, or sonas. As many as you want. They can be your own characters, or personal designs for preexisting characters. Or even just. Characters. I will literally just take canon designs of characters too. I'll even take requests for my own designs. As you can see there are a LOT of emotes there, so I need a LOT of characters from the community.

RULES:

Characters must be submitted through REBLOGS

You do not get to choose which emote is made, I do, I'm doing this for free after all

You HAVE to be following me, this is an event to celebrate my followers after all.

And uh, yeah that's kinda it. If you want to join the discord you can join here:

#500 followers #tumblr milestone #Thank you so much #tsams #the sun and moon show #laes #lunar and earth show #eaps #eclipse and puppet show

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imabeautifulbutterfly · 10 months ago

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Ok, this is so fun! Congrats again!

I'll pick...Hunter (shocked, I'm sure.)

How about: "I don't think I've ever seen you smile" and "Oh, don't be cute"/"Wait, did you just say that I'm cute?"

Thanks!!

Carol (@clonethirstingisreal)

Thank you @clonethirstingisreal - I hope you love this Carol, it actually brought a smile to my face as I was writing it.

Enjoy, love oo.

One Meal

Warnings: knife flipping, allusions to loss, slight angst, fluff. I think that's it, if I miss any please let me know.

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Hunter flicked his knife back and forth in between his fingers, as he contemplated the next mission. Things were … different, since you joined. Not good or bad … just different. It been about six months, and yes, the Marauder was cleaner and didn’t have that lingering smell anymore, and yes, the meals had gotten better too, because you refused to just eat the ration bars the GAR provided. And … okay, it was nice to see your smiling face in the morning, compared to the miserable faces of his brothers.

Yet, he still felt awkward around you. He wanted to laugh with you, like you could so easily with Wrecker, to have deep discussion, like you could with Tech, even philosophical discussions like you did with Echo. Hell, he’d be happy if he could just do target practice with you, like you did with Crosshair, but … every time he opened his mouth, he was curt, short tempered, and on edge.

It wasn’t even your fault, it was just him.

He stood from his seat, heading down the ramp and taking in a breath of fresh air. You were cooking dinner, doing your best to teach Wrecker that just because salt tasted good, didn’t mean he had to put in a whole table spoon full.

It made him laugh a little as you tried to explain in your most patient voice possible, that you’d fix the dinner and Wrecker could go help Tech or Crosshair with something else. It was your polite way of saying ‘go away.’

Hunter tried but he couldn’t stop the smile on his lips, as he walked over to you.

"I don't think I've ever seen you smile" you pointed out as he walked up to you. “What’s got you so happy?”

“Oh, I just saw how you were very tactful with Wrecker. It was funny.”

You shrugged trying to fight back your own laughter as you tried to fix the stew, by adding more water, “He tried. I’m grateful he’s willing to learn.”

“Need help? I’m not completely inept when it comes to cooking.”

You looked a little surprised when he asked, not that his offering to help was a real shock, it was the fact you realized this was the first time you two had a proper conversation. “Um … yeah, if you don’t mind using your handy dandy knife there, that you like flipping around so much, to cut up some of these veggies so I can add them, that’d be great.”

Hunter chuckled at your description, as he nodded, taking a seat and getting to work, “Where did you learn to cook?” He asked, hoping to get to know you a little better.

“My mom and grandmother. They were adamant that I learn how to feed an army if I ever needed to …” you chuckled, “I had a big family, back home. Usually there would be around twenty of us for dinner.”

“Twenty? Did you have a lot of siblings?”

“No. It was just me. But I had uncles, aunts, cousins, friends, neighbours, anyone and everyone who needed a meal could always come to our place for dinner. We never turned away anyone in need of a good meal.”

“Sounds nice.”

“It was …” a sadness passed your face, as you thought back to what had once been your home, until the Separatist droid army showed up, and destroyed everything you had held so dear.

Hunter saw your smile slip, it pained him to see that you had been through so much, although he hadn’t heard about it directly from you, he did overhear what had happened when you were talking with Tech. “Well we appreciate all your efforts, especially when you’re trying to teach us neanderthals how to cook.”

You giggled a little, pushing away the sad thoughts that had encapsulated your mind for a split second, “You’re not neanderthals.”

“We’re not exactly proper either. Couldn’t say, we’re exactly suited for a posh dinner.”

You shook your head as you laughed, “You don’t need to be suited for a posh dinner, you just need to show up to eat.” You smiled as you turned to look at him, smirking as you saw how perfectly he cut each vegetable.

You walked over and grabbed the tray of veggies, and dropped them into the stew, “Thanks for your help.”

“Of course. Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure”

“Why do you take care of us? I mean granted the Marauder smells a lot better, and the meals you cook are much better than the GAR rations, but … why do you do it?”

You stirred the stew as you contemplated the question, “I guess … because you feel like family to me.” You turned to look at him, truthfully, he was the only one that you didn’t think of as family, you wanted something more with him, something special, but seeing as this was the first time you two actually talked, it might be a bit far-fetched to imagine that could possibly happen. “And, I love seeing how my food makes you guys happy. Wrecker, has the biggest smile on his face, whenever he eats when I cook. Tech has this adorable blush, although he’ll never admit how much he enjoys my cooking. And Crosshair … well he always comes back for seconds; and frankly, between you and me, he needs to eat more. He’s too skinny. I could break off his collarbone if I needed.”

“I enjoy it too,” Hunter clarified as he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, “I might not say it, but I always look forward to your cooking.” He blushed and turned his head away, not wanting you to see how much of an effect you had on him, and not just because of your cooking.

You laughed at his reaction, "Oh, don't be cute” you teased, “I might have to walk over there and pinch your cheeks.”

Hunter started to laugh, when he realized what you said, “Wait, did you just say that I'm cute?"

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gyumazing · 1 year ago

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Ready?

Genre: Fluff and Smut

Pairings: Jungwon x Female bodied reader

A/N: I was so drained last week at school and I wrote the first part of this ff on my notes as a way to comfort myself. But, somehow, it turned into smut lmao. Anyways, the smut part is written amateurly because idrk how to write smut lol.

MINORS DNI

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You'd had enough of today; everything seemed to be against you, and your life had never felt as miserable as it did today. Upon returning home, all you wanted was to wallow in your room, skip dinner, and call it a rough day. However, your boyfriend had other plans.

"Love?" Worry was etched on your boyfriend's face as he saw your downtrodden expression peeking through your bedroom door. You dragged your backpack behind you and let out a deep sigh as you immediately collapsed onto the bed, groaning as your sore muscles finally began to relax after about 8 hours of tension. You looked up at Jungwon, who was still staring at you intently.

"Sorry, love. I'm so tired," you said with a guilty smile. You could see his worry dissipate into thin air, replaced by sympathy. "Have you eaten yet? How did you get into my room? Does Mom know you're here?" you asked.

"No. Yes, and yes," Jungwon muttered slowly as he made his way towards you on the bed. He wrapped his arms around your waist and then flipped you over, positioning himself on top of your back. For a brief moment, a flicker of alarm crossed your eyes, but it quickly subsided when you felt his warm and delicate palms start to massage your back. He kneaded lightly, almost feather-light, but somehow, you could feel it resonating throughout your entire body. You let out a satisfied groan. "Did you think I was about to do something else?" he teased, continuing to massage you.

"For a second, yes." You answered in all honesty.

Jungwon coughed, obviously taken aback by your answer. "Really?" he asked and you nodded. "Okay. So... Tell me about your day," he changed the topic quickly, humming softly.

You sighed, recalling everything that had happened today.

"Well, for starters, our Physics class was so challenging. I barely managed to grasp today's lesson." You paused briefly, groaning in pleasure. You squirmed slightly under Jungwon's touch and motioned for him to stop because you knew he was tired too, but he nodded reassuringly, letting you know he was more than happy to help you relax even a little. You smiled gratefully. "Next, we had three exams earlier, and I barely slept last night. Plus, tomorrow, we have an oral recitation in Chemistry and a practical exam in Biology. For our Social Science activity, I'm the group leader and for Calculus as well. I'm so tired, love." You were doing your best to hold back a whimper, especially as you felt Jungwon's grip tighten further in worry. You knew it wasn't the end of the world, but it certainly felt that way. Being a straight-A student who wasn't naturally gifted and needed time and doubled effort to actually understand concepts and lessons was both pressuring and hard.

"Do you want some ice cream, Love?" Jungwon cooed, slowly turning you over and leaving a trail of kisses from your forehead down to your jaw. He gazed down at you with his feline-like eyes. He rubbed comforting circles on the back of your hands, pulling your hands closer to his face and affectionately placing them next to his cheeks. "I'm sorry. You're still so young, but you hardly get to enjoy your teenage years."

You suddenly felt a lump in your throat; his words struck you like a sharp knife. It was true. You don't even have any friends, and all you ever did was push yourself to meet expectations. You felt the need to achieve something all the time, or else you'd be deemed worthless.

"At least I have you. I have you, so it's bearable," you uttered weakly, cupping his cheeks with the hand that he had placed next to his face. "I seriously don't know what I would do if you weren't here with me, Won." Tears welled up, and you clutched the hem of your royal blue uniform skirt, feeling warm tears trail down your cheeks. Jungwon held your hands again.

At this point, you didn't even know how to continue. You were so tired, so worn out. Every day felt the same, and every day you felt your identity rapidly fading away.

"I love you." Jungwon carefully wiped away your tears and rested his forehead on yours, humming a comforting tune. You could feel his warm breath on your damp cheeks, the sensation making your stomach churn. "I'm always here for you, Love." he whispered, letting your hands go. But then, his voice cracked in a funny way when you accidentally rested your hands on top of his clothed member.

Your sobs were cut shortly, and your eyes immediately widened as you fumbled to get your sinful hands as far as possible.

You looked at an equally wide-eyed Jungwon, laughing like a maniac at his flustered expression. Jungwon's face turn red in embarrassment. You honestly don't know what to feel right now. You are sad, worried, exhausted, embarrassed, and happy all the same time. It's confusing.

"Why does your voice crack still sound so good, love?" You chuckled, pretending that what had just happened didn't just happen. But, Jungwon's face, down to his neck, was still the same shade as a tomato. He looked so... horrified.

"We were already creating a heart-warming environment." Jungwon groaned, burying his face into his palms. You don't know if he's actually talking to you, or scolding himself for breaking the vibe. He looked up at you for a brief moment and the when your eyes met, his cheeks became even redder. "I'm... I'm...." he trailed, lost for words.

"Sorry, love." You apologized, sniffing from the shortlived crying session you just had. Jungwon's left foot was vigorously shaking up and down uncomfortably, and you could see beads of sweet forming on his forehead. You were about to ask him what's wrong but your eyes vision was immediately caught by the tent like bulge on his denim pants. Oh. That's why. "Wonie... What are we going to do with that." You signalled with your eyes to his bulge that was very visible. Jungwon looked down on his pants and then looked at you guiltily.

"I swear to God, Love. This isn't what it looks like. I wasn't... I wasn't fantasizing about you... It's just that..." Jungwon groaned and rolled away to the furthest point in the bed from you. "God. I know that sounded so weird and it feels like I'm some type of creep. But, I swear, Love. I respect you so much and this..." He stopped midway, almost wailing from embarrassment.

You can't help but snort. He's so cute.

"Really, Jungwon?" You scooted closer to him and on cue, Jungwon scooted further, avoiding you like a plague. He raised his palms in the air indicating that you shouldn't go anywhere nearer, but of course, you didn't budge. "Love, we've been dating for 4 years already. I think it's about time th-"

"You're barely 18." Jungwon immediately cuts you off in horror, not even trying to hear what you were about to say. You were about to utter another word but Jungwon was quick to shush you off. "No." Jungwon stood firmly on his ground.

You shrugged.

"Mom and dad's out of town."

"I know. I asked your mom's permission to stay over for the night and I don't want to break their trust, love." He explained with his puppy eyes.

You can't help but smile at your boyfriend's cuteness.

"I will help you with that," you pointed towards his now pillow covered bulge and of course, his cheeks became red again.

"Love," Jungwon's nose was flaring upwards and the gravity of his glares were sending daggers on your side. "Please stop. I'm already trying my very best to hold myself back."

"Who told you to hold back."

Jungwon groaned. His jaws cleched and his eyes became dark, like a puma lurking to catch its prey.

"No."

"Why?" You asked.

Jungwon shook his head.

You looked at him with pleading eyes. He's always there for you and he comforts you all the time. It's about time that you make him feel loved too.

"Do you really want to do this, love?" He asked in all seriousness.

You nodded. Then, you just blinked and you swiftly felt your back hitting the soft mattress, your body bouncing a little. Jungwon encaged you with his body, kissing you passionately. It happened so fast that you gulped both in nervousness and excitement.

His kiss was filled with hunger. You had shared a couple of pecks and whatnot before. But this, this was different. You don't know precisely how, but you know that it's doing something. It's making you feel... things.

"You okay, love?" Jungwon let go of your lips, staring at you worriedly. You nodded mindlessly, trying to process the fact that your boyfriend is actually so attractive like this. Trying to process the fact that, this was actually happening. "If it's too much, pinch me, okay?" Jungwon instructed as he continued to kiss your jaws, leaving faint trails of his marks as he made his way down to your collarbones.

He skillfully took your school uniform off and you didn't even realize that you were only left with your underwear until he stopped kissing you.

"Won?" You had to shake him lightly when he was staring at your face, doing nothing for a few seconds. "Love?" You pinched him lightly.

Jungwon muttered a quick 'huh' and buried his face on his palms again upon having eye contact with you. You heard him breathing deeply, his shoulder falling and faltering.

"Sorry... It's just that... I'm so happy that you trust me this much, love. I can't believe this is actually happening." He explained, voicing out your own train of thoughts. You gave him a reassuring smile. "I don't know. Somehow, this feels like a monumental event in my life... in our lives. I can't believe this is actually happening now." He added.

You nodded, unbuttoning his shirt too. Now, you guys were left with your underwears only.

"I love you so much, Love." He whispered, taking your underwear off slowly.

...

"Wonie..." You can't help but tug on your boyfriend's hair as you felt him mercilessly eating you out like a starved lion. His breath on your thighs and the way he devoured your soaking core made you feel things you haven't felt before.

Jungwon hummed, the lewd sound coming from your own wetness and the lapping of his tounge filling the air. You rake his luscious hair, letting it glide and pass through the spaces between your fingers as you savoured the pleasure he was making you feel. "Ahh." You threw your head back as Jungwon suddenly pushed his tounge inside you without any warning. You were caught off guard. Ultimately, you were lured even further to the state of daze and you involuntarily closed your thighs with his head still in between you.

You heard him groaning.

"Won? Are you okay?" You rose from the bed frantically, and came to his aid with a hint of concern and guilt imbedded in your tone. You held his chin up for his boba-like eyes to meet yours as you tried to convey your apology. He immediately pecked a kiss on your lips, nodding to signal you that he's alright. "It's okay, love." He kissed you again, now deeper and more passionate. He drew teasing circles around your clit and you could feel a smile forming on his lips. He broke the kiss and laughed at your shuddering state.

"Does my fingers feel good, love? Does it feel better than my tongue?" He teased while still stimulating you down there. Now, it was his turn to prop your chin upwards, making you meet his eye as he mercilessly kneaded your clit. He was observing you like a hawk to its prey. You can't help but feel your blood gushing towards your cheeks. "Speechless?" He teased again. You looked at him in disbelief and amusement. Now, instead of giving in to his antics and letting him dominate over you, you grabbed his hand off your clitoris and you flicked his nose lightly.

You can't help but snicker at his dumfounded expression.

His eyes that were originally round and feline-like became even bigger. The trace of your own juice from earlier, sitting on the tip of his nose, made him look more of a cat that he already is. The sight of your boyfriend looking like this is to die for.

"What's so funny?" Jungwon raised his brows, cutting your thoughts off. His boba eyes glistened as he fluttered his long eyelashes slowly, his lips were formed in a thin line. You know he's trying to intimidate you but you just find his expression endearing. So, you bopped his nose again. "You look so cute." You replied, raising your right hand up to reach for his bare chest. Jungwon groaned upon your touch. You looked up his face searching for his eyes, and you saw it softening as he shook head, trying his very best to act displeased with your choice of word.

Jungwon's warm and feather-light fingers sent a feverish feeling all throughout your entire system as it swiftly made it's way grip your bare hips, pinning you in place. You saw his jaws clenching, eyes turning a shade darker. "Won? What ar—" You immediately yelped as you felt him bucking his hips to grind himself onto your core. "Fuck." You moaned rather loudly, considering Jungwon's satisfied reaction. Then, as if you were left hanging midair, he stopped.

"Love..." You mewled, bucking your hips upwards, craving for more friction. You looked at him in the eye searching for explanation but Jungwon held you down firmly as he smirked. "Now who's cute?" He teased, bucking his hips painfully slow. His bulge was stimulating the heck out of you like there's no tomorrow.

"I need you inside me." You begged, almost cringing at the sound of your own voice. "Now..." your breathing was hitched and the ache you felt earlier is now a lot stronger. You placed both of your hands on the back of Jungwon's neck and you pulled him in to a deep kiss. When he rose, Jungwon shook his head.

"Be patient, love. I don't want to hurt you." His eyes were sincere and his voice was mellow. You could feel his love through his gaze alone. "Since this is our first time, I don't wan—"

"I can take you!" You protested but he shook his head again. So, you, being a stubborn and horny partner, you decided to take matters into your own hands. You grabbed him by the wrist and flipped your positions over. Him being at the bottom and you on the top.

"No! That'll hurt, love." Jungwon immediately grabbed you by the hips when you were about to sink below him. He looked mad and concerned all at the same time. You sighed. You don't even know what's he on about. He's hard as a rock and straight as a baseball bat. He clearly needs this as much as you need it. "Behave, princess." In one milisecond, you found yourself laying in bed with your back again. You let out an audible squeak when you felt Jungwon towering on top of you.

"I get that you're excited," Jungwon started. He grabbed something from his bedside table and you squinted your eyes to figure out what it was. A bottle of lube. He unscrew the cap with his teeth and squeezed lube onto his hands. You breathe in deeply as a cool slimy sensation greeted your core. You felt Jungwon lathering you up with lube gently when suddenly, it's as if something's tearing you apart. He inserted his finger inside you. You felt pain like the once you feel when you get a papercut... but, triple that pain up and make it radiate and throb throughout your entire lower body. "It's a little painful, right?" Jungwon kissed your forehead. You nodded and bit your lower lip to stop yourself from wailing in pain. You asked for this.

"It's painful because you're all tensed up. Relax for me, love. Breathe." He hummed comfortingly as he buried his face on your neck. You did as you were told and you only thought of happy thoughts. "Good job. I'll insert another finger, alright?" And he did.

"Oh god." You moaned as you felt him scissoring you open, moving his middle and index finger inside you in an ungodly rhythm. You were fluttering your eyes, barely keeping them open as you felt something forming inside your stomach. It felt like something's about to break. Jungwon kept on pushing his fingers in an out of you until you felt like you were on the edge, only for him to stop. "Love... Why did you stop?" You whined breathlessly, your thighs shaking so badly.

"I thought you want me inside you?" Jungwon smiled, pulling your body to the edge of the bed as he stood there, preparing to pound your sanity out of you.

You looked up at him and saw his size clearly for the first time. You never really paid attention to its size earlier but now that you did, you felt a little concerned. He was longer than you expected him to be.

"That's gonna fit inside of me, right?"

"I hope so."

Just as you were about to protest and declare that you were ready to take him, you heard your phone ring from the bedside table.

Instinctively, the both of you threw your glance at it. "It's your mom. You should answer it." Jungwon who reached out for your phone said, as he gave it to you.

Now you felt your confidence slowly dissipating. You're already an adult and there's clearly nothing wrong with starting your sexual relationship at this age, especially with someone who's well loved by your family... but somehow, you suddenly felt like you were commiting a crime and your mom caught you.

"Hello, eomma?" You cleared your throat, trying to eliminate any signs of strain due to your moans, shrieks, and gasps earlier, afraid that your mom would know all the deeds that you've done right away.

"Where are you?" You moved your phone away from your face when your mom's voice echoed from the other line.

"At home." You gulped, trying your best to muster your words.

"Is Jungwon with you?" She asks.

"Yes." You bit your lower lip and buried your face closer to your phone, refusing to take a glance at Jungwon's side. You could feel hin snickering.

"Hello, eomonim." Jungwon greeted through the phone.

You heard a contented hum from the other line

"Be sure to lock the doors, okay? Your dad and I will be returning home tomorrow morning." Your mom reminded. "And, Jungwon, thank you for accompanying her." she added to which Jungwon replied with a polite 'no problem'.

As you pressed the hang up button, you felt Jungwon's lingering stares.

"Ready?" He smiled, and the rest was history.

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justmesten · 2 months ago

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About act 2

So this could be just yapping, the experience is still very fresh and I have to rewatch it to catch everything but. I feel a bit underwhelmed. The show up to this point did a great job of managing the different storylines and the causality but in this act it began to fall apart. I felt like some happenings were left unhandled or were resolved underwhelmingly. With that said this show is still an amazing piece of art, I absolutely love it, and some of the things I will say could very possible be resolved in act III. For example, at the end of act I we saw Caitlyn appointed commander, but in this act she didn't really do anything with it. There was a chance for character development through this yet all we saw were enforcers still being violent, Ambessa pulling the strings as it was expected, Maddie being a rebound for her I guess..? But the act didn't show how power could've changed her, what policies she would bring or what decisions she made. It's especially frustrating because they did it so well with Jayce last season. Not to mention she didn't really show how she felt after leaving Vi.

Ambessa showed her teeth in this act, a little more than she should've. She got a lot of screentime which she used to assert dominance so to say. I think it was a bit too much of her, she didn't really change that much, other character's could've used this time better. Time is the weakness of this season for me so far, they want to show so much, they only have 3 more episodes and yet they don't use it wisely. The Black Rose and Mel being an actualy magic user(which I speculated for 3 years btw its amazing) could've been shown in 2 scenes and still would've the same meaning and depth. This is also true for Singed to a decree, tho not that much, I enjoyed his scenes, and the reveal with his daughter. With more characters back in the final act I'm a bit worried about this.

For Vi's depressive period I would've expected more than the montage we already saw in the trailer, but I guess that's okay. They did a great job with the sisters finding out Warwick is Vander, finding his old hideout, expressing their emotions, I really liked that part. She and Jinx came to terms very quickly after hating eachother and fighting so much but I can accept that it was overshadowed by Vander being alive, given that was the cause of them braking apart in the begining. I didnt really get why she went into Ambessas camp, and why that being captured act was necessary, I know they mentioned a diversion but it was a bit weird for me. This is on Caitlyn more, I dont think her flipping sides was justified enough, we didn't see her frustrated with Ambessa or Singed.

Jinx's story took a 180 turn with her not caring anymore. I loved to see her relationship with Isha develop, how emotions, positive emotions came back to her. She even got in touch with Vi for Vander and from her perspective it made more sense, cause I think she let go of her hate in act I already. I loved how they stopped fighting when Vi hurt Isha, that moment empathizes that they never wanted to hurt innocents and children, but through their story it happened again and again. I can't wait to see her lose her shit again in act III because of the traume she yet again experienced.

Viktor's story didn't go the way I thought it would but with this ending it kind of makes sense. I don't think he's actually dead, he still has a role to play. With he's community ruined he'll choose another path which I'm excited to see. This community didn't really seem that great with everyone connected him like a hive mind, and also we've seen with Salo that anyone he healed went through personality changes which is really shady. I can't wait to get to know the difference between him and Jayce.

And Jayce my boy the hate you're about to recive, you're in for a rough time. I actually liked how his character made everything more complicated in the last episode, and that he killed Viktor without a word is just Wild. Cant wait to see.

Warwick has been teased for so long and it was worth the wait. He carried this act for me, the sheer distruction in the prison was enough. And they gave him emotion with Vander still being inside, but I think with Viktor's "passing" that's over. He's gonna become the monster we waited for.

What do you guys think?

They did my girl Sevika dirty, losing an arm again?! Poor woman fr

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kpopbestie96 · 5 months ago

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Meeting with your ex- Bang Chan Part two (the end)

Hello lovelies, an amazing human requested part two for Meeting with your ex - Bang Chan. I hope that you guys like it! 🥰

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18+, cussing, flirting, she/her, y/n, y/n x bang chan, fake text messages.

Italics means in thoughts

Word count: About 3,000

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It's been two weeks since you sent the message that didn't deliver and you decided to give up on telling him. If it didn't go through, it must have been a sign, you kept thinking to yourself to feel better about the situation. Even though, deep down, you hated it was undelivered.

Part of you wanted to bring it up when you met up with him on Friday that same week, to play miniature golf where you laughed, joked and told each other about your day. It sat there on your mind, ready to be said but you and him talked about everything. You enjoy talking to him; the conversations you both have are so easy.

You can talk to him from something serious to completely random and time will by past so quickly you can't believe it's already over. Which is something you miss a lot with him. I don't have to think what I'm going to say next, it just comes out so easy. You thought as you were texting him at work.

You didn't want the messages to become everyday but it just happened, something your friends have been clowning on you since you've told them about meeting up with Chan again.

Especially today at work, when your friends in the group chat were placing bets on when you're going to end up with him.

You sat back in you chair, tilting you head up to stare at the celling, contemplating life and your friends. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything or maybe I should make new friends. It's a good thing I didn't tell them about how we almost kissed. I can imagine the messages now.

You felt your smart watch buzz on your wrist, indicting a new notifcation. When you flipped your wrist over, thinking it was a new text from the friend group, you saw that it was Chan.

A smile crept onto your face as you could feel yourself become giddy seeing his name. Fuck, calm down. he's just my friend now.

You hated that you felt butterflies in your stomach, couldn't wait to see what he had planned. I remember he use to surprise me all the time when we were together...kind of missed this. You shook your head out of the fog you were in about your ex and went back to work.

The rest of the week flew by and the closer it got to Sunday, the more nervous you became. And, the more your friends joked with you about it, making you laugh at their responses.

The second you woke up on Sunday, it felt as if you had to wait an eternity for Chan since he mentioned the surprise was at night.

The whole day you couldn't sit still, cleaning around your apartment like a mad woman, trying to distract yourself from waiting.

About two hours before Chan showed up, you showered and began to get ready for what Isabella kept calling a "date." You did your make up, curled you hair but you did keep your outfit casual like Chan said to.

You decided on denim pants, a marron long sleeve shirt that was laced at the bottom. I'll bring my jacket just in case...

As you were finishing up your make-up, you heard a knock on your front door, making you start to panic. Shit, I'm not ready!!

You ran up to the door and opened it to see Chan in your doorway, looking handsome. Your heart was beating so hard in your chest as you saw his outfift for the night; Denim pants, with a denim jacket and a white shirt underneath.

"Oh, you look great, even for being casual," you said as you let him in but closed your eyes cringing at what you said. This is going great, you sarcastically thought.

"Me, look at you? You're so gorgeous," he smiled as he turned around, while you tried to act normal but you could feel your cheeks blush from from his compliment.

"I thought you weren't going to flirt anymore..." you smirked as you let out a soft giggle.

"Flirting? I don't know what that is..." he stuck his tongue out a bit, making you want to explode in your spot.

"Anyways!" You said trying to pivot away from him flirting some more with you. "I'm almost ready. I got get my purse and we can head out," you quickly ran away to your room, leaving him in your living room checking it out.

It's been a while since he's been in your home and forgot how it smells like sweet pumpkin and cinnamon.

He was gazing over the pictures you hung up on the wall, not remembering one of them being there last time. It was with you and your friends, smiling, having a great time at the beach.

He couldn't help to smile, seeing you so happy but quickly turned away when he heard you walking back out. "Ready?" you asked.

Turning around, his heart was racing seeing you look so beautiful. But he tried to act calm, "Yup, are you? I see you take a hundred years to get ready still," He joked.

"Yeah, yeah," you waved it off as you both shared a laughed when you blew out your candle before leaving out the door with Chan.

You got into his car and drove off to a mystious place as you talked, sang and laughed along the way.

At one point when you were in the passanger seat, you turned to look at him, seeing the city and car lights cast on to his face. Wow, he's so stunning.

He could see you look at him from the corner of his eye, wanting to smile but held it back. He wanted to reach out for your hand like he use to but knew he shouldn't.

"Where are you taking me?" you cleared your throat, turning back to stare outside the windshield. You were curious where this man was taking you since you notice how far both of you were from the city.

"Just wait, I promise," his Australian accent filled your ears as you sat back wondering what this man has up his sleeve.

The drive lasted five more minutes until he pulled up to an empty area, parking behind a guardrail.

"Oh, is this where you come to kill me?" You jokingly asked turing to him. Although, a small part of you was worried why he brought you so far out.

"No, oh my gosh, you're still so silly," He smiled making one appear on you. "You'll see, c'mon."

You opened the door after he turned off the car, standing out and seeing the city lights on display in the far distance like a picture perfect moment.

But the lights were quickly towards your back as you turn around, titling your head up to see the beautiful stars that blanket about you. Seeing each one twinkle as you let out, "wow."

You love looking at stars, something you and Chan would do all the time but you'll never get over seeing them every single time.

"They look amazing, right?" Chan said, making you move your gaze over to him, seeing him set up a telescope. Where did he get that? And when did he put the blankt down??

"What's with the telescope?" Your curiosity asked.

"You'll see but in the mean time..." he went back to the trunk, closed it as he set down a picnic basket on the blanket. "We can eat, I brought your favorites."

You couldn't help but smile as you made your way over to the blanket, sitting down as Chan began to take out your favorite dish.

"Christopher, I can't believe you did all of this."

"I just thought it would be a fun time, something kind of different." He smiled, showing off his dimples as your heart melted.

You both ate and talked while he kept looking up at the sky, making you wonder what this surprise was. Are aliens going to come pick us up or something?

As you and him were arguing over who's soccer team is better, he moved his eyes up to see the surprise. "It's happening!" He stood up, turning around to help you up.

"What?" You wondered as you placed your hand into his strong grip, helping you up from the ground.

He turned you around towards the dark side, away from the city lights and pointed up. Following his movement to see something in the sky, you squinted trying and see what is was; seeing a few more specks flying.

"Are those meteors?" You questioned feeling a bit of excitement peak up.

"Yup, come look!" You and Chan walked over to the telescope he set up. He adjusted it so you could see them flying in the sky.

"Wow, it looks so cool. Here," he said moving out of the way so you could look.

"Holy shit, this is awesome. Look at that, wow!" you couldn't believe you're finally seeing a meteor shower; something you've had on your bucket list.

You and him both kept taking turns looking at the meteors until they disappeared.

"That was so cool, how did you remember?" You asked as you sat back down on the blanket.

"I remember everything you told me," He shyly admitted, making your face go warm.

You turned your attention back to the sky, hiding your face from Chan's confession. You didn't know what to say, leaving only the noise coming from the world as you both stared up at the stars.

"There's the big dipper," He pointed out breaking up the silence that sat between you two for few moments.

"And there's the little dipper," you noted.

As you were both calling out different constellations, you and him saw a star shoot across the sky.

"Did you see that??" You snap your head to him, wondering if that was a shooting star or another meteor.

"Hurry make a wish!" He said closing his eyes.

You quickly shut your eyes and made a wish. I wish Chan to be happy, healthy and to live a wonderful life...even if it's not with me.

"Did you make it?" He asked, making you open your eyes to see him smiling.

"Yup, hope it comes true." You smiled back, knowing he deserves the whole world.

"Y/n, can I be honest with you?" he said turning his whole body towards you, sitting criss-cross.

Your felt your body tense, afraid to even look at him, your eyes searching everywhere but his. Oh fuck, you thought as you turned to face him. "What's up?"

He played with his denim pants, pinching them, afraid to confess. Seeing how nervous he was, you placed your hand gently on his left leg, making him shoot his head up to lock eyes with you.

"Sorry!" You panicked, quickly retracting your hand back. "I just wanted to let you know...um...you can tell me anything."

"Your fine," he said with a smile but in the inside he didn't want your hand to leave. He missed your touch. "And well...may I hold your hands when I tell your this?"

"Um sure..." He held out his hands as you placed them into his, making goosebumps rise on your arms.

"Okay," he sighed before continuing, "I know we just became friends but I really want to be with you. When we hug, I don't want to pull away, I want to keep you in my arms forever. I know that you probably don't want to get back together but I had to be honest."

Holy shit, wasn't really expecting that. Aaaaahhh!! The yelling in your head was becoming louder but you know you had to say something to him. He patiently waited for your answer, growing afraid what words might come out. But he was trying to mentally prepare for whatever outcome may happen.

Just tell him, tell him the truth. He's being honest with you. "Well, since we're being honest...can I tell you something?"

"Fuck, you don't really like me?"

You couldn't help but giggle, "no," you shook your head smiling, making hair fall into your face.

You picked your head back up, about to move the hair away when Chan let go of your hands and pushed the strands of hair out of your sight.

"Gorgeous," your words were stuck in your throat as you and him locked eyes. Say it, tell him! "Y/n?"

You blinked your eyes to bring yourself back to reality, "Sorry, um...well...I uh...may or may not have sent you a message the night we first hung out," you gripped your hands tightly together as you were flinching from your words.

"Oh, what did it say?" he tilted his head to the left side, wondering what it could have said.

You reached in your back pocket and brought out your phone, handing it to him once you found the message.

You bit your bottom lip, nervously waiting to see what he was going to say. And secretly praying your friends don't text something stupid.

"Oh," He voiced as he handed you the phone back. You locked it and set it on the blanket, trying to figure out if that was a good oh or bad.

"Oh?"

"Sorry, I guess it didn't occur to me that you felt that way. I assumed this was truly going to be a friendship."

"Something over came me that night. Just hanging out with for that short period remind me why I was with you for so long. I was stuipd to end it."

"You're not stuipd, you had your reason and I respected it."

You couldn't look at him because of how embarrassed you felt but as soon as you held your head down, you felt his thumb sit softly on your chin while his index finger sat under, slowing moving your head up to look at him.

Your mouth fell a bit agape, wondering what to say next. You were taken back by his smoothness. "If you wanting to...I say we give this another shot," he removed his hands and placed them on top of yours. "Because I think you're my soul mate. The person I'm met to spend the rest of my life with."

Your mind was screaming and knew if you get back together with him, it will be for good. Do I want to do this? You thought as you could feel your body lightly shake with how nervous you were.

"Okay, let's do this if you want to," you couldn't help but smile as he brought you in for a tight hug, pulling you out of your seat. He was so excited he didn't mean to pull you so hard that both of you lost balance and you landed on top of him.

"Good job," you both laughed before opening your eyes and seeing him stare up at you with hearts in his eyes.

"God, I missed you," he moved is left hand up, tucking a strand of hair out of your face and left his hand tucked in your hair behind your head.

"I missed you too," you saw his eyes glance down real quick to your lips as you did the same.

""If you want to...you can just ask," you reused his words from meeting up the first time. He couldn't help but smile as he poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue.

"May I kiss you?" he asked.

"Say please," you giggled as you know he use to love saying that to you.

With his hand still tucked in your hair, he brought your head forward and smashed his lips on yours. You could feel the butterflies flying around as you your lips were stuck on his.

You felt him smile against your lips, making you pull back to look at him. "Everything okay?"

"Perfect, actually. I'm happy to be with you again my beautiful girlfriend."

You buried your head into his chest, becoming shy. You could feel how toned it was, wondering if he was back in the gym again.

The two of you laid there, looking at the sky for a little bit longer until it was becoming a chilly, making you guys get in the car and drive home.

He walked you up to your apartment door and wrapped his arms around you, brining you in for another kiss, leaving you blushed.

"Goodnight beautiful, I'll text you when I get home."

"Okay," he kissed you one last time before pulling away and leaving you as you walked through the door frame, feeling his lips linger on yours.

You shut the door and freaked out, covering you face with both your hands as you threw yourself on your couch. "I can't believe we're together!" you screamed into your hands, giddy from tonight.

You felt as if there was nothing that could knock you off the cloud nine you were feeling until you felt your phone buzzing in your back pocket. There's no way that's Chan already home.

You looked down and noticed who it was, Oh no...

You couldn't help but giggle as you saw the message coming in from your friends. Your cheeks were starting to hurt from smiling so hard because of how happy you felt.

You were about to put your phone on the charger in your room when you saw Chan message that he made it home. You decided to change his name while you were in the text.

You came back from the bathroom, brushing your teeth and taking your makeup off to see the message didn't send. This is not happening again.

You resent the message and it actually went thought as you climbed into bed.

You couldn't help but kick your feet, feeling as if you were back in high school again. You both said goodnight as you set your phone our phone on your nigh stand, turned off the lights and fell asleep with a huge smile on your face.

Here is part one: Meeting with you ex - Bang Chan

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somber-sapphic · 1 year ago

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Date Night In

〘Day 4- Hiding an Illness〙

〘Notes- I'm not sure if I'll continue after this prompt, these haven't been doing so well and classes start tomorrow. (I don't mean for that to sound like I'm being petty or anything, I'm just not sure if I'll have time). Hope you enjoy this one though!〙

〘Summary- Date night is ruined when you get sick...or is it?〙

〘Word Count- 800〙

〘Pairing- WandaNat x Sick Reader〙

〚Main Masterlist〛⌶〚Sicktember Masterlist〛

You wrapped the cardigan a bit tighter around your shoulders, a fever chill tearing through your body. Your body had been altering between hot flashes and intense chills for the last several hours, Advil seeming to have done nothing to ease your fever.

Though you were feeling sick, you were determined to push through. Wanda had gone out of her typical routine and surprised Natasha and you with tickets to a popular movie playing in a theater only three blocks away. Her logic was that the three of you hadn’t done anything spontaneous in forever (none of you were particularly interested in spontaneity) and that you needed a night out.

Had it been a different day you would’ve probably been excited. You loved spending time with your girlfriends whenever you got the chance, especially considering that you practically never had a spare moment to go on dates. That was why it was so important for you to push this illness down and deal with it later.

With glanced in the mirror one last time, fixed your hair and took a final deep breath which turned into a bubbling cough. When the fit ended you shook your head (only serving to make yourself dizzy) and turned to leave the bathroom, swaying in your heels.

By the time you got to the bottom of the stairs where your two lovers were waiting, you were out of breath and wheezing. Your nose was running profusely, and you had your hand pressed against your face, feeling disgusting. You did your best to compose yourself quickly and smile, but they saw right through you.

Wanda’s face morphed into an expression of sadness, worry, and disappointment. One of Natasha’s eyebrows creeped up and she crossed her arms over her chest, settling into an “oh really” position. It was the position she assumed when she knew you were going to lie to you in preparation to shoot down any falsehood you told her.

“Shall we?” You rasped, wincing internally at the sound of your own voice. It was bad. The only thing that you could do was paste a smile across your face to cover it, but that clearly wasn’t doing it for them.

“No, we shall not.” Natasha sighed, rubbing a hand across her perfectly done up face. The makeup she had used was apparently excellent because everything stayed in place. Even her lipstick was still perfect.

“But—” You tried to protest, taking a few steps toward the women who were already kicking off shoes and removing overcoats. Wanda smiled softly at you as she removed the earrings you had gotten her on your second anniversary and placed them in her pocket.

“Come on my love, let’s get you into bed. We can go to the movies another night.” The brunette said, linking her arm around yours. You frowned and tried to pull away, only for Natasha to move to your other side and wrap an arm around your waist.

“It’s okay, we can watch something in bed and eat snacks if you’re feeling up to it.” She replied, walking the two of you up the stairs.

You tried to protest the whole way up to bed, promising that you were fine and that it was just a small cold. Every word fell on deaf ears as they helped you change into soft clothes and deposited you in the large bed before following suit.

Wanda let out a relaxed sigh and leaned against you, wrapping her arms around your waist. Natasha flopped down and flipped on the TV, scrolling quickly through Netflix. The woman could surf channels like no one else, her eyes flitting across the description for less than half a second before moving to the next.

“I’m fine guys.” You muttered, actively nodding off as you slouched against Wanda. The witch was comfortable, and perfectly willing to let you use her as a pillow. Nat had begun to card her fingers through your hair while searching for a movie and muttering under her breath.

The two began to bicker quietly, arguing over what to watch with you in the middle. Their sort of playful banter was amusing, and it strangely made you feel better. Now that you were laying down, you could admit to yourself that you really didn’t feel well. Listening to your girls duke it out over what to put on the TV felt normal, even when you didn’t.

You felt yourself drawn more and more into the depths of sleep as Wanda refused an action movie and Natasha made her case for the genre. When you woke up several hours later, your girlfriends both asleep at your side, you saw Jurassic Park running on the TV leading you to assume that they had decided on a marathon and that the assassin had won the debate.

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starhrtz · 2 years ago

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꒰ ৎ୭ ꒱ . . ⠀𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖦𝗎𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖿𝗍. 𝖧𝗎 𝖳𝖺𝗈 ‹𝟹

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌. Xiao (𝖿𝗍. 𝖧𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗈)

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌. 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗈𝖼 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 :')

𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒. 𝖺 𝗀𝗎𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖷𝗂𝖺𝗈, 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗄𝖺 𝖧𝗎 𝖳𝖺𝗈!

𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍. 1180

𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾. 𝖨 𝗀𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽... </3

He didn't plan for this to happen especially on a school day.

Xiao thought it was just another day of school, the same boring schedule which he had grown used to for the past 2 years yet before he could even take a bite of his well deserved lunch a notebook was shoved into his face by none other than Hu Tao, a middle school friend of his. Hu Tao was definitely the opposite of Xiao's calm yet distant personality, she was energetic and interacted with almost everyone even though some found her a bit much at times he didn't mind her company at all and was rather… entertained at the stories she told him about her encounters in the early mornings.

He raised a brow at the notebook that Hu Tao was excitedly flipping through the pages of, did she steal someone's diary? Xiangling's or Chongyun's person, Hu Tao did love teasing them a lot after all. Perhaps sensing Xiao's intense stare at her, Hu Tao giggled before flipping to the right page of her physic's notebook. Except instead of writing down notes, Xiao saw what she wrote was… how can he confess to you?! He shot her a glare, oh how regretted telling her about his crush on you but he honestly didn't want to tell Venti or Zhongli mostly because the former acted like a drunk person half the time and the latter because he felt Zhongli didn't have much expertise in the love department.

"Oh don't look at me like that~! It's time you stop making googly eyes! Seriously I can run to the art club to get those googly eyes and compare it to your eyes whenever you look at (Y/n)! There wouldn't be a difference at all."

Hu Tao joked having seen Xiao dazing off whenever you were in his view, let's just say you caused him to walk into a lot of poles and walls during school hours. Xiao sighed before nodding, it wouldn't hurt to try right? Maybe you might like him back as well?

01: Share about your hobbies.

He took a deep breath in and out as Hu Tao pushed him closer to you, you noticed a shadow towering over you as you looked up to see Xiao who was slightly red and his brows furrowed. "Ah, Hello Xiao!" you greeted as you turned off your phone, as Xiao looked down slightly and said a soft hi while scratching his neck. Xiao didn't share much hobbies since all he did when he got home was homework and studying which Hu Tao would boo at saying he needs to do something fun instead of being such a nerd.

"I.. I.."

Xiao was stuttering as he tried to find the right words so he doesn't seem like a boring person in front of you even when he was stuttering he was doing it under his breath which made was incoherent in your point of view but you were patient enough to wait for him as to what he have to say. Before he was about to say he enjoyed gaming, the bell rang signalling the next class was about to start. He slightly cursed at himself as you excused yourself to head to your next class.

Before he could leave to also attend his next class, he saw Hu Tao sighing and slapping her forehead with her hand as she saw the failed interaction between you and Xiao.

"You know, you could have walked (Y/n) to their class right."

02. Ask help for something.

"You sure this is going to work?

Xiao asked, unsure, he was still slightly embarrassed from what had happened during lunch since he was sure he made a complete fool of himself in your eyes." You worry too much, (Y/n)'s nice so don't doubt me!" Hu Tao affirmed Xiao as she continued stacking books in his hands, and right on time you came in talking with Xiangling and Yunjin. Upon spotting Xiao, you immediately waved to him. Of course that was before you saw he was holding a stack of books so he couldn't even wave or see you, Hu Tao was nowhere to be seen… Wait, even Xiangling and Yunjin weren't present but they were just right next to you? You sighed as you shook your head before lifting a few books that were covering Xiao's face, without books covering his eyesight now he was greeted with you smiling brightly at him.

"Did Hu Tao make you carry all her books to her next class?"

You asked, laughing a bit in which Xiao nodded right this was his time to start a conversation with you! "Hu Tao told me you played a lot of games these past few days and you have been doing your assignments at the last minute." Xiao stated trying to remember what Hu Tao had told him about you, but of course what he said was something rather… negative yet you paid no mind to it and laughed it off. "She said that? I mean she isn't wrong, although I think she isn't one to speak." You replied as both of you recalled how Hu Tao would text you both at 12am asking for answers.

Part two of this guide seemed to go well!

03: Let it slip out that you like them when they are near.

"Are you insane…"

Xiao mumbled as he closed the notebook, just as he was trusting this little guide Hu tao did a 360° on him and wrote something like this. Hu Tao rolled her eyes, he hasn't really changed since middle school has he?

"Alright Alright, gee you're no fun."

Hu Tao huffed, as she flipped to the next page which she was sure would make both you and Xiao a couple.

"You should really study instead of helping me with your love life,and isn't your physics teacher going to check your notebook?"

"Hey! That's not something you should say to your matchmaker! Plus that teacher sucks to the point I don't even remember her name!"

04: Walk them home.

As Xiao ended class, he was surprised to see you standing outside the door waiting for him. As both of you walked to your home, there was silence between you both yet it wasn't awkward the slightest it was rather comforting.

"So how was Hu Tao's little guide?"

Your question broke the silence between you both as Xiao stopped in his tracks and his body stiffened as he looked at you with wide eyes. "How… How did you know?" Xiao asked, he was curious yet nervous for some reason perhaps the fear of rejection? And you finally explained that you saw Hu Tao writing something down in her notebook, of course when she saw that you were looking she immediately pleaded you don't tell the teacher and confessed about the guide. Xiao was stunned by the story which made you chuckle.

"Well, see you tomorrow Xiao~!"

You waved goodbye but not before stealing a kiss on Xiao's cheek leaving him a red mess in the end.

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crimson-calligraphyx · 1 year ago

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A/N: hi hello I'm so sorry that I haven't updated this in a million years. I lost steam for it, but I thiiink I might have gotten the gears turning again. I hope y'all enjoy and don't hate me too much 🤭

Charles DeSimone has been wanted for quite some time under suspicion of murdering his wife and two children.

My blood ran cold and I swear my heart stopped beating the second those words registered in my head. I didn't know how to respond as I stared at Officer DeCecca; I simply waited to see if he would take his statement back. He had to have been kidding.

I swallowed, trying to moisten my throat that suddenly felt like sandpaper. "What?" I croaked. "This was a case that went cold a few years back," Detective Garcia spoke this time. "We couldn't gather enough evidence to convict him—he was one calculated, sly motherfucker. Always had an alibi, his home was always pristine when we asked to search it. It was like his wife and kids simply disappeared without a trace."

All I could do was blink as I mulled over his words. How could Charles possibly cover that up so well? How was his family never found?

"Where do we go from here?" Noah asks when I remained silent. DeCecca clears his throat quietly. "Well, right now, you two need to focus on getting back into good health. Especially you, Amelia." "So, you're just gonna leave us with that? No other information?" Noah questions, aggravation in his tone. The officer huffs, "We don't have much to give you at the moment. We have a team searching his property, and we will give you more details as it comes."

I watched Noah's jaw tick. He was angry, and I knew he wasn't satisfied with that answer, but we just had to accept it for now. They can't tell us what they don't know.

The officers leave, but I still don't say a word. I didn't know what to say, I didn't know what to do with the little information that we got. It was confirmation of the fact that Noah and I were going to die there if we hadn't escaped. We were so close to death—in Death's hand all because some schizophrenic man saw me while we were out innocently grabbing kerosene and thought I was his wife.

His wife that he had murdered.

I flinched when someone puts their hand on my shoulder, letting out a quick yelp before pushing it off immediately. "Shit, sorry, Meels. I didn't mean to startle you." It was Nick. "Looked like we lost you for a second there. You okay?" I scrubbed my hands down my face and sighed heavily, shaking my head. "It's just...a lot to take in," I mumbled. "I know," he cautiously puts his hand on my back this time, rubbing slow circles to help soothe me. "We'll be here for you through all of this, though. You know that, right?"

I nodded, lying back against my pillow and shutting my eyes. I just wanted to sleep; I didn't want to think about any of this. I didn't want to see the sorrow or the sympathy on everyone's faces while I lie here confined to a hospital bed.

My life was flipped upside down and turned into a living nightmare just from going to a hardware store one afternoon, and I wished that everything would go back to the way it was 6 weeks ago.

But there was no going back, only forward, and I was terrified of what my future held.

I was running. I didn't know where I was running, but I knew I had to keep going no matter how tired my legs grew. I just had to get away.

I looked over my shoulder; there's a decrepit house behind me, and something is telling me I need to be as far away from it as possible. I can hear the paneling moaning as the body flexes, the house calling for me to come back, and the back door swings wide open. My heart rate triples as alarm settles in, and I kept on running, looking forward again.

The woods in front of me are dark and grim, foreboding even, but it felt safer than the building I was running from. The shadows swallow me whole, the decaying trees creaking as their limbs begin to lock into one another, gating me in. Yet I still felt a sense of security now that I can't physically see the house.

There's a beacon of light up ahead, and I knew that I had to get to it. I knew that that was where my safe haven was. My legs picked up in speed while a smile breaks out across my face, happy that I discovered my solace. The light grows brighter; I threw my hand out, only fingertips away from it.

I suddenly can't breathe, and I'm writhing on the ground in agony from how hard I fell. My face hurts, but it's not bleeding when I touch it. My leg is bleeding, though—I can feel the warmth trickling down my ankle as fire licked across my skin.

There’s a bear trap biting into my leg, and I can’t do anything but scream in agony. The jaws were painted crimson, my blood pouring out in ribbons, flooding around me. I’m panicking, trying to release its hold on me, but I can’t focus. I can’t breathe. All I can do is scream and cry.

Leaves crunch in front of me, the beacon is now shining right in my eye. There’s a figure behind the light—it’s a flashlight. I can’t see the figure, but it’s menacing as it crouches in front of me. My heart is beating out of my chest when a gloved hand reaches out, and I knew that this was my demise.

“No! Get the fuck away from me!” I hollered, shoving that menacing figure away from me. They fall to the ground in a heap, bringing something down with them in a loud crash. My eyes fly open, and I’m not in the woods anymore. I’m in the hospital bed that I’ve been lying in for weeks now, and I know that I’ve pushed a nurse to the ground for the umpteenth time.

“I’m so sorry,” I cry out, burying my face in my hands. I hated this. I felt like a menace myself every time I woke up from the nightmare that keeps plaguing me, because I always end up hurting someone. I don’t mean to, though, and it was humiliating having no control over my actions.

The nurse picks herself up, rubbing her elbow with a sympathetic grin. She tells me it’s okay, but I know it’s not. I hurt her again when she was only trying to do her job. I just wanted the medication to make the nightmares stop once and for all, so that I could stop hurting people around me. Thank God they won't let Leora see me unless I'm already conscious; I don't think I could live with myself if I ever did that to her.

She takes care of the dressings on my leg, changing them out for new ones, and takes my vitals after putting the brace back on my leg. Other than my outburst, everything seemed okay with me. My incision from surgery was healing well, and they think I'll be able to be discharged within the next week or two.

I was both relieved and scared to go home—it was going to be a huge adjustment for both me and my family, physically and mentally. They would be helping me with simple, mundane tasks until the physical therapist deemed I was strong enough to do them on my own. They would have to deal with the nightmares indefinitely, who knows how long they'll continue to occur. It could be years before they stop, or they may not even stop.

Breakfast was wheeled in, and my nurse left shortly after. I wasn't excited for the bland scrambled eggs, chewy bacon, and scorched toast, but my stomach growls once I got a whiff of it. I readjusted the bed so I'm sitting up, snagging a piece of bacon and nibbling on it just as there's a knock at the doorway.

I flashed a small smile at Noah when he makes his way in, his hands stuffed in the pocket of his new jeans. He pulls the chair up beside me and plops down in it with a tired sigh, stretching his legs out. "Want some breakfast?" I offer him a piece of bacon, giggling at the face he pulls. "I'm good, thanks. I've had my fill of hospital food," he chuckles, waving me off. "How are you doing?"

Noah had been discharged only a few days after we were admitted since his injuries were so minor, the main concern being dehydration. And even though he didn't have to, he'd occasionally make his way up to visit me. I don't know if it was guilt that he was able to leave while I wasn't, or maybe he knew deep down that I was petrified of being alone. Either way, it gave me some sort of comfort and I was grateful for it, especially since my family didn't always have the time to visit.

I sighed, putting my piece of bacon back on the plate. "I'm okay. Had another nightmare," I tell him dejectedly. "The same one from before?" I take a deep breath and squeeze my eyes shut. "The same one. It's always the same one," I mumbled, bringing my hands to my lap and picking at my nails blindly. My heart starts to accelerate as the images flash behind my eyelids, my breathing quick and shallow with panic.

He puts a hand on top of mine, halting my actions. "I'm sorry, Meels," he says quietly, his thumb delicately brushing against the top of my wrist. "Breathe, you're not there anymore. You're safe." My head hurts; there's a loud whooshing in my ears, and I realize that I stopped breathing. I take a staggering breath in, trying to concentrate on the warmth of his hand and the pattern he was soothing into my skin.

I'm not there anymore. I'm safe. Charles is long gone and can't hurt me.

The bed dips as Noah sits beside me, cradling my head against his chest, his other arm wrapping around me. I lean into him, the new position moving my leg in an uncomfortable way, but I didn't care. I needed the comfort, the security, and right now I felt the safest with him. After all, he did what he could to protect me; he was the one who got me out of that prison.

"Before I left to come up here, Leora wanted me to tell you that she loves you," Noah tells me quietly. "And that she can't wait for you to come home." I let out a saddened laugh, muffled by his shirt. "Did she really?" "Mhm," he gives me a reassuring squeeze, and my heart rate starts to settle. "She was super bummed that she had to go to school and couldn't come with me, but I told her she'll get to see you soon." Tears spring to my eyes, saddened to know that my little girl was dying to see me, but it was also heartwarming to know that she was eager for me to come home.

I sat up and wiped under my lash line to dry the tears threatening to spill, taking in the warmth of Noah's expression. His chocolate eyes were docile as they bounced between mine, his lips curled into a gentle smile, and there's a flutter in my belly from it.

"You two getting along?" I mused, trying to push that foreign feeling aside. He nods, his smile turning into a bashful smirk. "Yeah, I think so. Took a few days, but her Uncle Nick finally got her to warm up to me." I snort, "Good, I'm glad." "Me, too. She's a good kid." I grin, "Yeah, she's great." "Well, she's got a great mom to look up to. She did a great job raising her," he chuckles, and my cheeks warm at his compliment. All I could do was let out a breathy laugh, thanking him quietly while averting my attention back to my breakfast in hopes he wouldn't notice my blush.

I couldn't begin to explain the relief or the elation that buzzed through my body, knowing that Leora was getting along with the man she wasn't even aware was her father. I just hoped that it would stay that way.

|Chapter 15|

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baka-bakeneko · 2 years ago

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Double Trouble - Alpha Jiraiya x Omega Fem! Reader

tags: birthday, wife appreciation, omegaverse, alpha Jiraiya, omega reader, omega Tsunade, mention of pregnancy, parenthood, clone jutsu, oral (reader receiving), praise, safe word, threesome, dominant Jiraiya, submissive reader, double orgasm, squirting, knotting, creampie

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a/n: i know i said we were done with alpha jiraiya, but it looks like alpha jiraiya isn't done with us. first here, second here, third here, fourth here.

at this point i'm surprised y'all still read this bs.

Your birthday was coming up and Jiraiya was definitely scrambling to find a gift. Even while holding Koguma and feeding him his bottle, staring at you while you cooked breakfast, Jiraiya's mind was suddenly blank on gifts for you.

You deserved the world, especially since you pushed his melon-headed cub through his favorite place. He looked down at his son and playfully scrunched his nose at him.

"What do I get mama? Hmm?" He whispered, leaning in to trace his nose against his son's hairline. "You owe her everything, cub."

You glanced over your shoulder to Jiraiya and Koguma, your heart melting at the tenderness your alpha showed to his cub. You slowly sank an inch watching the two before turning back to flip a pancake.

"What're you whispering about?" You asked innocently, picking up the pan and moving the cooked pancakes to Jiraiya's plate.

"How pretty his mother is, especially in the morning," Jiraiya offered, grinning at you as you shifted a few things on his plate.

You set the pan back on the stove, picking up his plate to bring it to him. Jiraiya instantly rose to his feet.

"Honey, no, I got it. You've done enough," he said, rounding the kitchen table and softly bracing your waist. "Breakfast and a show, I'm spoiled."

Jiraiya leaned in and pecked your temple, his fingers teasing the leg hem of your underwear. "Truly spoiled."

You sighed contentedly, feeling his body brushed up against your back. From over your shoulder, your son's hand reached for your hair and you instantly smiled.

He retracted his hand and reached for his plate out of your hold.

"I don't mind, you're feeding the baby," you tried, turning around in Jiraiya's close presence.

"No," Jiraiya said firmly, leaning in to kiss your forehead then your lips. "Because this is nothing. He practically feeds himself." He grinned, joking.

You trailed after him, humming at the affection he gave you. Jiraiya leaned in, resting his forehead to yours. "Don't strain yourself, Darling. Take a break."

You scoffed against him, holding your eyes shut to sponge in the warmth that emanated from your husband. When he pulled away, Jiraiya returned to his seat at the kitchen table, stretching a foot out to tap the floor pillow across from him.

"Enjoy some coffee, sit with me," he soothed, setting his plate down and pulling the empty bottle from Koguma's grasp.

Jiraiya carefully hefted the cub over his shoulder, his firm hand patting at the infant's back to urge a burp. You shut off the stove and sat across from him, pouring yourself a cup of coffee then pulling it up to your mouth.

The white porcelain rested against your pursed lips while you watched Jiraiya ease a burp from your son then return him in the crook of his arm. He grabbed the fork with his right hand and unskillfully cut into his pancake stack with them.

"Jiraiya, let me hel--"

"Ah-ah-ah," Jiraiya scolded, pointing his fork at you as you reared up on your knees. "Sit, rest. I got this."

You plopped back down on your pillow, staring intently at the pancake stack that Jiraiya sawed through with his fork. When he cut off a reasonable bite, the alpha boastfully stabbed at it with his fork then brought it to his mouth.

"See?"

You spared an entertained chuckle, leaning forward to hold your cheek in your hand. "I've said it before but I'll say it again, you're good at this."

Jiraiya winked at you, chewing at the pancake he'd lodged into his cheek. "I'm good at a lot of things, Darling."

Your eyes stifled a roll, taking a long sip of your coffee. Jiraiya continued to chew, enjoying the flavor with the already baked-in syrup, then pointed at you when he was close to finished.

"Your birthday's coming up," he offered as a conversation starter.

You looked at him, attempting to hide a slight grimace on your face. "Oh, I guess it is."

You were not a big fan of your birthday, just for the sheer thought of turning older. And not having many others to celebrate with previously.

But ever since Jiraiya, he'd tried his hardest to go above and beyond to give you good birthday memories. And you couldn't fault him for that. It was just that you got enough attention from him every other day that it felt selfish on your birthday.

"Tell me what you think of this," he began, stabbing into another piece of pancake. "You, me, a little karaoke bar? Maybe even that sushi restaurant you like outside of the village?"

You hummed, the idea was nice. "What about Koguma?"

"Tsunade can watch him," Jiraiya offered with another wave of his fork. "Only other trustworthy adult in the village."

You narrowed your eyes at him. "She still hasn't forgiven you about her safehouse."

Jiraiya barely scoffed, turning his head in slight disbelief.

"She can't stay mad at me and she can't refuse this little face," he raised his crooked arm to press Koguma's sleeping cheek to his. "If she loves him, she's forgotten about the safehouse."

You grinned at your husband, at your sleeping baby squished to his cheek. "Okay, it sounds fun. But we're not staying out, right?"

Jiraiya quirked his brows, mulling the thought over in his head before finally meeting his wife's eyes. "No, we're going to stay at an inn. One night away from the cub won't hurt."

You looked at Koguma again, pulling your arms in to fold your forearms over your nipples. They stung dully even staring at him now. You glanced up to Jiraiya. "I...guess not."

Jiraiya grinned, "Perfect. Look, a simple birthday. Just like you always wanted."

"Well I get to spend it with you, and that's enough."

You stood before the mirror, finishing your hair as best you could while waiting for Tsunade to arrive. Jiraiya was still in the shower then Tsunade knocked on the door and you adjusted your dress before letting her inside.

"Tsunade, thank you so much for doing this for me," you said, bowing before your friend and fellow omega. "I know you're doing it for me and Koguma, so it's appreciated."

Tsunade tapped at the back of your head. "It's fine, where's the little cub?"

You straightened up, rubbing at the back of your head as you pointed to Koguma's room. "He went down not too long ago, there's bottles for him in the fridge. There's diapers in his changing table."

Tsunade nodded, walking in the direction of the baby's room. "I haven't seen him since he was born."

You followed after her, keeping your footsteps light to not wake him. The two of you entered the cub's room, Tsunade grabbing at the side of his crib and leaning down to stare at him.

"What a little cherub," she cooed, going to brush her long finger to the baby's cheek. "Looks just like his father, what a shame."

You playfully elbowed your friend in the side. "Leave him be. He's handsome just like his dad."

Tsunade straightened up and looked around the dark room then forward to the living room. "Where is the old pervert anyways?"

"He's in the shower, we should be leaving soon. Have you eaten?"

Tsunade waved your offer away. "Stop that, it's your birthday. Relax."

The two of you walked back out of the room and opted to sit on the couch; Tsunade turned to you and held her head in her hand.

"Did he say what you were doing tonight?"

You sat back on the couch and mindfully picked at your nails. "Dinner, karaoke. He said we're staying at an inn tonight."

Tsunade hid a roll of her eyes, turning her face to look at the front of the house. "We know how Jiraiya respects other people's property."

You went to hide your face behind your hand. "Can I just keep apologizing until the end of time? I really am sorry he came in and did that, he's such a bas--"

"No, no, you guys got a cute kid out of it. Guess I can't stay too mad at him," Tsunade offered before glancing over to you. "You two could've cleaned the sheets though."

You nodded, dropping your chin embarrassed. "I know, I know I'm still so sorry."

Tsunade rolled her eyes and looked in the direction of Koguma's room then back. "You're not having another one for a while, right?"

You tittered, almost dumbfounded by the question. "Of course not, Koguma is more than enough for us. Why even ask?"

Tsunade glanced from the corner of her eyes then back to the front of the house. "Last time you went away, you came back knocked up."

You sputtered them, sitting upright on the couch. "Hey, that was one time. Jiraiya and I have come to an agreement that there's no more pups right now."

Tsunade hummed, not agreeing with your statement, and sat upright. Her hand reached out to wrap around your waist in a hug, almost bracing the side of your stomach, but your teeth bared in instinct.

She reeled her hand back to stifle a laugh into her palm. "No more pups, right. Why're you so defensive right now?"

Jiraiya emerged from your bedroom, dressed in his own best. He'd opted for a dress shirt and slacks, something you weren't aware he had in his wardrobe.

He'd combed back his hair and found dress shoes too. You raised a brow at him.

"What'd you do with my husband, hmm?" You asked, moving around the couch to ogle the man in the doorway. "You're tall like him, you smell like him..."

Jiraiya scrunched his nose and leaned in to kiss you fully. When he pulled away, you tried to hide the swoon of his warmth wafting over you.

"You kiss like him..."

Tsunade cleared her throat and yawned loudly. "Are you guys gonna hit the road or what?"

You waved your hand away at your friend then reached for your purse. "We're going. We'll be back in the morning, okay? There's extra milk in the freezer, pre-made bottles in the fridge."

As you were telling Tsunade instructions, Jiraiya was carefully leading you to the front door.

"Extra diapers are in the linen closet, if he needs a bath, his soap is under the kitchen si--"

"Get her outta here, please," Tsunade urged Jiraiya with another wave of her hand. "You're leaving for a night, not a month. We'll be fine."

"No drinking!" You called out as Jiraiya opened the door and pushed you out of it.

"Have fun!" Tsunade yelled back over your last instruction, willfully ignoring it.

Jiraiya shut the door behind him after telling Tsunade to behave herself then turned to you. "Are we ready to go?"

You stared up at your husband, remembering that this was your special night and he was already trying his best to make it memorable. "Yes, we're ready."

You adjusted the strap of your purse on your shoulder and took Jiraiya's hand as the two of you began walking to the train station.

The first stop of the night was dinner, which was the sushi train restaurant just a few blocks from the train station.

Dinner was uneventful, with Jiraiya sitting across from you. It was serene, not having to talk and not having to waste breath hovering over Koguma. The silence was beautiful.

Jiraiya held your hand on and off for most of the dinner, running his thumb over your knuckles in admiration. He'd told you a funny dirty joke he'd heard from Kakashi, which made you blush and laugh.

He teased a few pieces of sushi against your open mouth before letting it fall to your tongue and playfully pinching your bottom lip.

"This piece looks succulent," he purred, leaning forward ready to kiss you.

"Jiraiya," you giggled, taking a moment to swallow the sushi from your mouth then leaned in to kiss him.

When you parted from him, you could see over his shoulder a waiter approaching your table. Then you glanced over your shoulder to a second waiter holding a singular slice of matcha cake on a plate with a candle stuck in the top layer.

"Honey, you didn't," you crooned, turning back around in your seat to see Jiraiya sporting his signature boyish grin.

"Happy birthday, my love," he offered as the waiters stopped before your table and set the plate down in front of you.

Neither of them said anything, one only lit the candle atop the cake then they bowed and dispersed.

"Make a wish," Jiraiya whispered, taking your hand and bringing it to his lips. "Make it a good one."

You grinned at him, both of your faces aglow with the amber that globed the candle flame. "If I had two of you, I wouldn't know what to do with myself."

You scrunched your nose at your husband then looked at the candle before shutting your eyes and blowing it out.

You opted out of karaoke for a couple shots at the bar with your husband. You attempted at a shot, your top lip curling at the pungent stench of the alcohol before you called it and slid your cup away for Jiraiya to finish.

By second hour in the bar, you were pulling Jiraiya up from his stool and forcing him to dance with you while another patron drunkenly crooned to a city pop song.

You laughed outwardly when Jiraiya wrapped his arms around your waist, squeezing you tight and blowing a raspberry on your neck. You swayed and wiggled in his grasp, holding him there while the purple and blue lights of the bar enveloped you and transcended you to a happier place.

The thought of this being a memory to look back on later in life struck you deep, imagining this fleeting but the sight and feeling remaining. You forced your eyes shut to keep the tears at bay, leaning your head back against Jiraiya's shoulder with a grin.

"I love you," Jiraiya whispered, turning his lips to your ear. "I'll say it a million different ways and I'll mean it the same. I love you, I love you, I love you."

Your eyes stung behind your eyelids and your smile struck further on your face, cracking your mouth open with a deep exhale.

"I love you too," you offered back to Jiraiya. "If not more."

"Doubtful," Jiraiya retorted in a whisper, pressing his lips to your temple.

At the inn, you were struggling to reach the zipper of your dress. You'd kicked out of your shoes as soon as you entered the room and dropped your purse on the floor behind the door.

Now, you were standing in the doorway of the bathroom, straightening your back to allow your husband to unzip your dress.

"You look beautiful tonight, did I tell you that?" He asked, leaning in the kiss the back of your neck then once between your shoulder blades.

You smiled, holding your hand to the nape of your hair and glanced over your shoulder at him. "Haven't you scored enough brownie points tonight? Now you're just milking it."

Jiraiya's chuckle rumbled through you, making you feel warmer, as his hands shrugged the straps of your dress down your shoulders. He trailed his lips over your shoulders, along your bicep then back up and to the other side.

"I'm not doing anything special," he offered, stopping to nuzzle his cheek to yours. "You're always this beautiful."

You hummed, allowing your dress to carelessly slide down your body and to a heap on the floor. Jiraiya's rough hands ran up your sides, admiring your curves and the pudge of your stomach from where you carried his son.

"You're my goddess, remember?" He soothed into your ear, making you tilt your head and roll your eyes.

His touch on you was close to euphoric, every soft pet and drag of his fingers on your skin livened nerve endings you weren't in the presence of knowing before.

Your hand curled up to caress the back of his head, undoing his hair and tangling your fingers in his chantilly hair. Jiraiya's hands skirted up to your breasts and took soft grip of them, earning a soft wince from you.

They were still tender, even more so since the night had gone on, but Jiraiya was careful to not squeeze too hard.

"I have one more surprise for you," he whispered into your ear, taking a half step out of the bathroom and dragging you with him.

"You do?" You asked curiously, wondering if it was going to be as good as Jiraiya's engulfing you.

"Mhmm," he offered, taking another half step out of the room and allowing his hands to slip away from your breasts. His fingertips traced over your nipples, earning another soft wince before he folded his hands over your eyes.

"Walk with me, dear," he ordered lowly, allowing you to lean on him as he backed out of the room then walk forward into the bedroom.

"What is it?" you asked foolishly, knowing that Jiraiya wouldn't share if he claimed it was a surprise.

"You'll see," he said cryptically, stopping you just before the bed frame. "On the count of three. One, two..."

At three, Jiraiya pulled his hands away and you squinted your eyes open to see the bed decorated in paper confetti and rose petals. Your smile grew at the thought of Jiraiya going out of his way to set this all up.

Jiraiya was lounged at the head of the bed, draped in nothing but a towel, holding a rose between his teeth.

"How did you--?" You began to ask, looking behind you only to see Jiraiya standing there.

Your eyes slowly widened as you looked from your husband to the second one perched on your bed, your mouth stammering open with questions.

"It's okay, honey," Jiraiya, your Jiraiya, said with a rub of your shoulders. "It's just shadow clone jutsu. That's me, right there."

The Jiraiya on the bed raised his hand in a menial wave.

"And this is the original me, right here," your husband leaned in and kissed at your shoulder. "If you want me to make him go, I can."

Your brows furrowed suddenly, a heat rising in your cheeks at the thought. "N-no, he can stay. For now."

Your husband chuckled into your ear. "For now. You let me know if he's too much. Give me a word and I'll make him go."

You turned in the direction of your husband's voice, allowing his lips to smack softly against your ear; from the corner of your eye, you watched as Jiraiya Two crawled across the bed, dropping the rose from his teeth amidst the petals and confetti, then slipped to the floor on his knees.

You shut your eyes, trying to think of a syllabic word in case it got too much. Your husband's hands slowly returned to your breasts and softly breathed in your ear.

"'Cherry'," you offered with a soft huff.

"'Cherry', okay," Your husband repeated, his chest rising and falling evenly behind you.

You opened your eyes to look up at your Jiraiya, your chest betraying your excitement and nerves. Jiraiya smiled down at you, catching your lips in a soft kiss.

"He can touch you?" he asked for his clone.

You nodded slowly, glancing back to Jiraiya Two kneeling closer to you now. His hands touched at your knees, his fingers curling around the backs of them before easing them apart.

You gulped, allowing Jiraiya Two to do so while you kept your eyes on your husband. He was holding back his gid, biting at his bottom lip as he stared down at you.

"Let me know if he gets to be too much," Jiraiya said, withholding his own restraint as his hands massaged at your chest.

You tried to keep your breathing steady, eyes on your Jiraiya even as Jiraiya Two's fingers hooked into the hips of your panties and began to peel.

You clamped your eyes shut in embarrassment, knowing that your wet was not meant for the clone but for your original copy of your husband.

Jiraiya took sight of your wet panties as they hit the floor, the scent of you punctuating the air. He glanced to your pussy, then to his clone before connecting his eyes back to your mound.

"Easy, honey," Jiraiya breathed heavily against you, watching as Jiraiya Two's tongue slowly flattened to your clit.

"Fuck." You wiggled instantly, turning your head in the direction of your husband. The thought of him between your legs was unsurmountable, the heat of his body still cradling you at the same time.

Your Jiraiya soothed against you, his purr starting like revving engine in his chest. The more you thought of it, the more you relaxed. Exactly how you wanted Jiraiya, all over you.

"That's my girl," Jiraiya praised, his hands slipping down to take grip of your hips. "You taste so good."

You whimpered at his sentiment, your legs spreading further as Jiraiya Two's tongue started traveling further down your pussy.

Your Jiraiya pet at your stomach, touched softly at your skin while peppering your neck and shoulder with kisses. You were stuck in the middle of your man, having the best of both.

Jiraiya Two slowly slipped a finger into your pussy, leisurely pumping while he returned to your clit to suck. His other hand draped your leg over his shoulder, allowing you to open further in his hold.

Your body stretched, your arms going back to drape over your husband's shoulders. You couldn't help the sound that escaped you then, a loud sigh with a hint of a whine.

"My beautiful woman," Jiraiya said, catching your mouth with another kiss. "You deserve to be worshipped."

You moaned into Jiraiya's mouth as the second one slipped another finger in; you inhaled sharply through your nose as his fingers curled up, caressing your soft walls.

"You want to come on my face?" Jiraiya asked, pulling away with a low gasp. His forehead was pressed to yours, allowing you to echo your moans off of his mouth.

You nodded slowly, the heat building along your back. Between the two men, your body was now covered in a film of sweat. Your legs trembled as your hands gripped over Jiraiya's, your fingers intertwining with his as his hands folded over your chest.

He purred a bit louder, rutting his clothed cock against your ass. You couldn't ignore it, only making you whine again. With a glance down at Jiraiya Two, you noticed he was also hard.

The second used his other hand to spread your pussy apart, peeling more of you exposed before puckering his lips around your clit with a new ferocity.

You hissed a sharp intake between your teeth, shying away from his touch a moment before he pulled you back.

"It's okay, Darling," Jiraiya soothed, his eyes going half-mast watching you writhe against his clone. You were teetering on the edge of something euphoric but he watched you bite it back, holding out for his permission. "You can come."

You nodded in agreement to him, moaning in his face again as his clone proved that he knew all of Jiraiya's moves. You shut your eyes with a few snivels, still trying to hold out but finally breaking as Jiraiya Two quickly pumped his fingers in and out of you.

"Jiraiya," you puled, riding into his second's face.

Your husband growled, intrigued, holding your body an inch tighter as you finally found your body built up past its limits. Your knees buckled as Jiraiya Two began to slurp your juices; you buckled in his grasp, moaning and contracting around the second's fingers inside you.

"You look delicious when you cum." Jiraiya licked at your cheek as a tear streaked down, his hands enveloped with yours as you trembled with your undoing.

Your chest heaved with deep gulps, your nipples pinched between yours and Jiraiya's fingers. Milk dribbled over his knuckles, sprinkling your stomach and sliding down your skin.

"Good girl, doesn't that feel good?" Jiraiya asked as Jiraiya Two drew back from your pussy with a loud smack.

His lips were half-swollen and wet from your essence, his chin glazed. Jiraiya pulled you into a soft hug and you hummed, following his lead.

Jiraiya Two sat back on his haunches, an obedient part of Jiraiya. He quietly sucked on his fingers while waiting for his next move.

You rolled your head along Jiraiya’s shoulder, retaining his warmth while a chill scraped down your back. Your husband’s hands slipped along your body in appreciation, pulling you further into his hold.

“Tell me what you want, honey,” Jiraiya muttered into your ear. "It's your birthday, you can have whatever you want."

You smiled and exhaled at the thought, only holding further onto your husband while his clone waited patiently. Your mind began to race with the possibilities, having two of Jiraiya around.

You wormed further in his hold, humping against his sheathed cock. "I want more of you," you stressed.

You reached between the two of you to wrestle Jiraiya's dress pants down. "You, inside me. He can stay."

Jiraiya raised his brows at your order, nodding and following you to bed. You shoved him to sit down, then lie back as he shoved his pants down to his ankles.

"Easy, honey," he urged as you slipped your knee onto the bed.

"Why?" you asked in a husk, your hands bracing his chest and sitting on his waist.

Jiraiya said nothing else, his eyebrows knitting together as he reached a hand up to pet at your soft stomach, decorated with stretch marks from Koguma.

You hid a gulp and angled your hips up to guide Jiraiya's hard cock into you. Leaning onto your husband, you caught his lips in a teasing peck then sank down on his length.

Jiraiya's hands went for your hips, seething at the feeling of you two joining together. You stretched your body against his, releasing a whiny moan into his mouth.

It was extremely sensitive after Jiraiya Two and your husband squeezed at your body with adulation.

"My beautiful woman," Jiraiya breathed out when you parted from his lips.

He guided your hips to angle forward, sliding up on his cock then back down. You whimpered, your bottom lip tempting to break free in a pout.

Your stomach was alight with an innate hunger of your husband. You braced your knees harder around him, following his lead and adding your own slight wiggles and jostles for Jiraiya's own enjoyment.

Then you felt a pair of lips at the small of your back, pecking your skin before spitting against the curve of your ass. You ignored it, staring closely at your husband and crossing your eyes at the slow drag of pleasure.

Your hand slipped up to the back of Jiraiya's head, tangling your fingers in his hair. "Jiraiya, I love you."

He smiled knowingly, his eyes dropped to half-mast. Jiraiya leaned up to rest his forehead to yours as his hands slipped down your thighs then back up to your hips.

"I love you too." He offered, his eyes fluttering shut as you ground against his cock.

The clone's fingers touched at your ass, massaging it tentatively at your cheeks while you focused on your husband.

"C-cherry," you moaned as Jiraiya's tip hit a particularly sensitive spot within you.

In an instant, the feeling of the clone's hands dissipated and Jiraiya crossed an arm over the small of your back to roll you against the mattress.

"I just want you," you crooned, circling your hands up to Jiraiya's shoulders. "I want all of you."

Jiraiya nudged his nose to yours, humming sultrily at your words. He caught your lips with his, straining a long moan into you as he tilted your hips up.

You gasped into his mouth at the sudden change of angle, feeling his cock stroke at your g-spot. Your hands gripped tighter at him, losing yourself in his strokes.

Jiraiya pulled away, kissing at your collarbone then down between your breasts, curling while pumping into you. You threw your head back, enjoying the heat from his breath and his touch.

"Don't leave me," you whined, your hands slipping down Jiraiya's back.

You silently admired your husband's skin, his muscles conforming with each shift and thrust.

"Never," Jiraiya whispered, returning to your gaze. He shut his eyes, met your lips with a deep kiss and a slip of his tongue.

Your eyes rolled with another high moan, curving your body into his as your breathing shortened. You began to billow over, Jiraiya's hips never ceasing the more he kissed into you, enveloping your body so wholly.

You squeaked in exclaim, your knees bracing his hips before your legs crossed behind his waist. He parted from you again with a low gasp, staring down at the meet of your bodies then grabbed at your ankles crossed tight behind him.

Jiraiya growled down at you as you arched your back up, writhing on his cock until you came. Your panted out to the air, moaning through the waves of pleasure as your hands, slipped from Jiraiya's shoulders, were now holding his hips.

To have him all over and inside you was more than enough. You mewed his name out, whimpering and moaning on his cock as he continued pumping.

"That's my girl. Enjoy that, darling." Jiraiya soothed, sliding his hand across your stomach before pushing softly at the top of your pelvic bone.

You jolted softly at the new pressure within your body. Your knees braced your husband harder, your toes now curling at the overstimulation.

"W-wait," you tried, trying to recoil from your husband's thrusts before you were caught a second time, this time freezing as you gushed over his cock again and now his hips.

Jiraiya parted his lips with an aroused pant, his tongue slowly lolling over his bottom lip as his thrusts stuttered out of rhythm. He leaned back over you, taking your hands in his as he stretched your arms over your head.

You were still working through the doubled over pleasure, ducking your face into Jiraiya's neck, as your husband stroked a final time.

He planted his cock deep inside you with a deep hiss at your tightness, his knot slowly swelling inside you as he came.

You gasped for fresh air away from your husband, your eyes lolling closed at the overstimulation now settling in your body.

Jiraiya turned to you, kissed your cheek then chuckled at you. Your fingers squeezed tighter at him, wriggling under your husband to have your nipples rub against his chest scar.

"Was that good?" Jiraiya asked, pecking the skin behind your ear.

You smiled softly and nodded, folding your bottom lip beneath your teeth.

"Well then," Jiraiya smiled and lowered his voice to whisper in your ear. "Happy Birthday."

You chuckled lowly and turned to meet your husband's eyes. "Happy birthday to me," you cooed sultrily.

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If the Katsuki-Nikiforovs ever took GQ Magazine's Couples's Quiz game...

...it would be an utterly sappy and unhinged rollercoaster, as I cover in Chapter 7 of my post-canon, Olympic-Games-focused Yuri!!! on Ice fic (which only has 4 chapters left until completion!). Yuuri, understandably, feels the need to profusely apologize to the GQ production staff for putting up with him and Viktor (plus the friends they'd invited to watch the filming, which includes Yurio and Christophe, among others).

Indeed, as I note Reddit user r/OohYouMakeMeFeel_369's reaction: "I laughed my ass off when I saw Yuuri's tweet a few hrs ago where he tagged the filming crew and promised to buy them some strong sake for putting up with them. And then, omg Viktor followed up by inviting them to Yutopia. My fav Russian continues to be #NumberOneHasetsuTourismAmbassador"

If you've watched any of the actual Couple's Quiz game series, you might note that they usually end the quiz with some form of the question: "What does your partner love most about you?"

Even though my fic is currently over 200K words, this scene is definitely in my top 3 favorites I've written, because it allowed me to try to capture how Yuuri and Viktor -- who, at this point, have been together for over 5 years, and married for nearly three -- perceive the other's love.

In particular, it allows you to see the traits that they've come to appreciate about themselves by way of the other's vantage point: something that was particular gratifying to create headcanons around as it pertains to Yuuri's increasing confidence through canon, which continues to grow as he and Viktor face life's challenges together. All in all, this chapter will give you the warm-fuzzies, and I believe you can still enjoy it even if you don't want to read the larger fic (though I do hope you'd give it a chance, especially if you are interested in seeing how their relationship might have evolved).

Below is an excerpt that I hope piques your interest in checking the story out. Note: as it gets closer to completion, I'll probably post more excerpts from the first 10 chapters, because I sort of sucked at promoting this fic when I first started posting it to ao3 back in November...lesson learned!

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“Never mind their gross kissing,” Yurio loudly complained, throwing them a look of disgust as if they’d just insulted Potya. “What I want to know is what the score is now that Katsudon got all 3 right.”

Jamie answered almost immediately.

“Ok, remember: there’s still a final question for you both, which are big multi-pointers,” he called out, flipping a few pages of his clipboard. And, since neither of you have used your three hints, you could each get an additional three points when everything wraps up, if you decide not to use them. So with that disclaimer, Yuuri is currently in the lead, up by 1.5 points.”

Before Yuuri could outwardly celebrate his small leg-up, Chris piped up with a predictably suggestive comment.

“Hmmm, I wonder if dear Yuuri will be able to maintain his lead? I believe he can, he’s always had such excellent stamina, after all…”

As his voice trailed off, Yura turned to face him with a pronounced scowl on his face.

“You need new material, Giacometti. These two have been together for years: it’s time to show some damn evolution.”

He then began to mutter under his breath, saying something that sounded like “resting on his fucking laurels, what a waste,” which made several people nearby laugh. The Ice Tiger had a bit of a point: stamina jokes were so 2017.

While Yuuri was pleased with his lead, he was slightly nervous around what Jamie and Tarneka had selected for their final questions. There had definitely been some bizarre ones nestled within the ‘bank’ of options the two co-producers had emailed them a few weeks back. As he’d filled out his answers and allocated the points for the thirty questions he was supposed to submit – having to eventually move to a different room away from Viktor, as they’d kept distracting one another with their snickering – he remembered barking out mildly hysterical laughter at a few of the options in the last category.

“What might your life be like in a parallel universe?” had stumped him, and he wondered if his husband had been brave enough to pick that one out; it was the kind of wacky, philosophical question he adored.

“Only 1.5 points behind…that’s nothing,” Viktor spoke up, with a gleam in his eye. “Don’t get too comfortable, Mr. Katsuki-Nikiforov.”

“Sure thing, Mr. Katsuki-Nikiforov,” Yuuri lobbed back, only a split-second later, before slipping into focus mode and reaching for the last notecard.

Before he could lay a hand on it, however, his spouse called out to Tarneka and Jamie.

“Are you able to dock points for intimidating the competition?” he asked, sounding put-out.

Yuuri blinked, unsure as to what he was insinuating.

“You have on your very eros nothing-can-stop-me face, and I won’t be able to concentrate if I’m too distracted by how hot you look,” Viktor continued on in Russian, furrowing his eyebrows, cutely.

Powerless against the giggles that burst forth, he clapped a hand over his mouth as he watched his love’s eyes begin to narrow.

“You can’t be serious, Vitya,” Yuuri wheezed, following Viktor’s lead and switching to Russian. “This is just my face! It’s not like I’m doing anything on purpose.”

Yuuri missed the ensuing retort amidst the sound of Tarneka’s ask to Yura for a translation of their back-and-forth: a request the Ice Tiger very firmly denied.

“Trust me, you’re better off not knowing,” he griped, before marching over to stand near them, just out of the camera frame.

“Get a grip, old man!” he hissed in Russian, staring daggers at Viktor. “This thirsty idiot act may have been acceptable a few years ago, but the time is long past for you to realize that the person you married is just a man. For fuck’s sake, Katsudon isn’t some god.”

Viktor visibly bristled at these words, and Yuuri mentally prepared himself to intervene.

“I resent that, Yura,” his husband replied, loftily. “My Yuuri is divine; he’s not ‘just’ anything! Did you even see his Sports Week magazine cover? When I saw the final proofs, I almost fainted: all the blood in my body began to rush straight to m– ”

“Mmmmmph!”

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