#fck me please in the bed waiting

[m1xrai]

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[rubywithecat]

-First Night With Them-

(T/W: Minors do not interact as mature contents are included)

Summary: U are forced to marry them by your parent and feel shy for the first night with them after wedding as u are completely strangers to them.

Gojo Satoru

Waiting for him on the lavish bed in the new mansion u just moved, u were nervous. Gojo is so handsome and u thought u were going to marry an old ugly man as u only knew how rich he was. How can a person be both good-looking and rich and have a cool style. He is just a definition of perfection. U felt insecure now. What if he doesn’t like ur body? What would he think of u? Will he ever love u? Are u good enough? U had many thoughts about urself. Meanwhile, the door opened as Gojo walked inside the room after he had showered.

He looked at u lying on the bed in lingerie and smirked slightly. He doesn’t say anything tho he made a move onto the bed, coming close to u. U flinched and closed your eyes tightly. However, he held ur waist slowly and his fingers lifting up your face, making u look into his pretty blue eyes. “I want u to be a good girl for me tonight” he said. “Don’t be shy, sweetheart. I promise this won’t hurt” U gulped. But encouraged urself to say a word finally, getting a lil comfortable near him. He seems like a good person after all. And he is ur man now. U smiled with ur glossy lips and whispered into his eyes, “Please go slow. I like it slow and long” Gojo chuckled, proud of u for the courage to say what u would like.

“Don’t worry, Princess. I already said I will make u feel good, right?” He said as he slowly undressed u. “Ahh…Gojo” u moaned. “Gojo? Call me with my name bby. Don’t be a stranger” as he said u can feel him frowning. “Im sorry.. ah fck.. Satoru” u said again as his fingers slipped inside u. “Don’t c*m before me ok? That’s the only rule” he said as he undress himself. U guys finished at the same time after and he came on ur stomach. After that he laid next to u sleepily, his silvery hair being messy “U are so good and beautiful u know that, bby?” He said with his sleepy voice which is super hot. U were beyond happy by his praises and cuddled with him. He smiled and playing with ur hair as u guys having a chat, getting to know each other more.

Nanami Kento

“I would understand if u wanna sleep in separate bed” he said. He really is a gentleman u thought. But u decided that u will be playful with him. U bit ur lips and leaning closer to him. “U wanna leave ur newly wife alone Nanami?” U teased, looking at him with doe eyes, which he cannot resist. U could feel him turning red and blushed. “I mean if u wanna” he said, pretending he doesn’t realized anything that’s happening. Ur thighs on his laps as u face with him and being touchy around his chest, unbuttoning his shirt. Normally u don’t go flirty with any guys but he is ur husband after all and he is really cool and u completely melt at his serious personality.

Even tho it was an arranged marriage, u kinda felt lucky that u marry him. Tonight, u wanna go wild with him and make him breed u with his baby. It’s him who is feeling shy and u kinda like about that and u planned to go beyond his limit to tease.

Nanami knows ur intention and at last he couldn’t endure anymore. The way u looked at him with lust, turn him on so much that he now fck u with all his strength, rough and fast. He is so good that ur brain can’t think of anything except screaming his name and finished with all his c*m into ur womb.

In the morning, when u wake up he already left for work but he doesn’t forget to leave a lovely letter about how he enjoyed and he loves u. U smiled at it and maybe he is shy about telling u in person. U stood up to make the best meal for ur newly husband.

Toji Fushiguro

Toji is being a lil cocky here. He would not give a fck about u being ok with it or not, he would do anything to satisfy his need. After all, he had married once and he knows what to do. He told u to strip urself and fingers u as soon as u laid on him. “I know how to make u feel good so follow my lead, angel” he would say. He would be comparing of how good u r or not with his ex wife, which makes u go crazy and prove him that u are way better than his ex wife.

After that, he would leave u all the hickey, leaving marks on visible area that u are now his. U love the idea of it and u love him too. He can be a jerk but he also loves u so much in first sight. U forgive him as he gave u the best night after all.

Megumi Fushiguro

He is rather doesn’t care about what is supposed to do at wedding night at all. He just went straight to his practice. He doesn’t talk to u at all, thinking u don’t wanna be talked. U were confused about his actions and as u haven’t known him at all yet, u thought he is being a jerk. U called ur bestfriend on video call as u were bored, alone in bed room. “I think he is fcking asshole!” U said frustratedly to ur bff. “He doesn’t even look at me into eyes and I think he doesn’t want me. I feel so sad” U told her, without realizing he was standing behind u leaning the door, maybe hearing all the gossips u told about him.

Ur friend giggled and just hang up, wishing good luck with a hateful smirk. “Hey!! Don’t hang up!” U yelled as u don’t know what u r supposed to do. U could sense him, walking near u and from behind he said, “I’m sorry about that. I just thought u didn’t wanna talk to me as this marriage was arranged so soon so we didn’t get to know each other yet” U felt embarrassed.

“I know… I’m just…” u sighed, facing him. “Either way, we are still husband and wife so we should try our best at least dont u think?” U said in sad tone. He suddenly kissed ur lips softly, catching u off guard. “I’m so sry if I make u sad (y/n). I wanna get to know u more to be honest, I’m just feeling nervous around u. U gives me butterfly as soon as I saw u” he admitted.

Then u kissed him back and he lifted u to the table of his study and held ur hips tightly. “I want u” he whispered which makes u turn on. “I want u too, Megumi” u said as u grabbed his shoulder and hugged around the neck. “Make me yours” u said and he didn’t go gentle with u. He is a dominant type after all but still he knows ur need and also surprisingly, he reached ur soft spot fast and then finished quickly. “Next round, angel” he smirked, whipping his c*m on ur face.

Yuuji Itadori

He would be the most caring about u. He would ask u if u wanna watch movies with him or watch the stars in the sky at the balcony with him. U agreed to watch the stars at the balcony in his hoodie as u haven’t unpacked fully after moving. His smells felt like vanilla and he would be listening when u talk about urself, getting to know with u. He also tell all about himself and he seems to be a really good person that u fell in love immediately about his purpose of life and his cares about others.

After a while, u become cold so he held u tightly and silent occurs between u guys. U really wanna kiss him and he wanted to too but just awkward. U decided to make a first move and kissed him. He was surprised but kissed u back and then u guys the kiss became passionately. U got all shy after that and blushing. “Do u wanna go inside?” He asked. You nodded and then he carried u to the bedroom where he started to kiss u from ur sensitive areas around neck once u get laid down on the bed. Ur moaned made him crazy and he even left sone bite marks and tells u that he really likes u a lot and how he is so lucky to have u as his partner. He goes super gentle and takes good care of u too. “I’m c*mming” u said as rolling back ur eyes. He also finished at the same time, laughters filled with joy.

Sukuna Ryomen

He is kinda so demanding. He would tell like what women are supposed to do and have to give a child. He is so traditional and will even go as far as asking u if u r a virgin:)

“Ofc! I’m a virgin! But do u really need to ask?!” U got sensitive to how he treats u. He would smirked and laughed about how u got all shy and angry with him. He finds it cute tho. But he would tease u like how u turn on just by his touches and u got embarrassed. He would tell u to verbally say how good he is when he fck u and he is also so possessive type. However, when he would treat u like his queen as yk he is the king of curses after all. He finished right inside u and u could feel the warmth of his c*m. He kissed u deeply and fell asleep.

Hope u enjoy! Likes, shares and comments would be really helpful! Thanks babies! <33

[kangmoon27]

Sinful Puzzle | Jungkook ff

Pairing: Young master!richJungkook x maid Yn

Summary: You used to have an affair with your young master who left to study abroad and promise to marry you once he came back but he came back with someone who he introduced as his fiance and eventually asked you to give birth to his child cause his fiance couldn't give him.

Part2

He came back after a long day. Opening the door, one foot step forward and he finally entered his home.

A deep sigh left his mouth, the teenage boy saw his parents fighting on the corner of the room and he wasn't shocked at all. It always happen.

As he's about to walk upstairs his mother called out his name. Turning his head and look at her. He could say by the look of her face with a smile on her lips, she's about to say something that can fck up his life that is already fcked up.

"Me and your father have decided for you to move to England and continue your collage there, isn't that amazing my dear boy." Her mother smiled at him while all he could do is to nod his head and turn around, leaving his parents all alone.

He was right tho, they're ruining his life and he's about to ruined it more once he's out of their control.

The teenage boy entered his room and saw the maid cleaning his room, he sigh and dropped his belongings on the floor.

Wrapping his arms around her waist as she flinch but immediately smiled after smelling the family aroma, her favorite. The smell of sweet soap bathed boy perfume.

"I had a long day" He whispered next to her ears where he left a wet k'ss behind her ears.

"Do you want me to prepare your bath and take your dinner in bed young master?" Yn asked politely which Jungkook sometimes gets annoyed.

"Love please do that, it would be great if you're the one who's going to bath me while having you as my dinner." Your cheeks heat up after hearing him talk dirty yet it never fail to make you blush and embarrassed.

Your head is laying oh top of his chest while your left hand is interlocking his. Closing your eyes as you get comfortable on your position laying on top of him under the water in the bathtub.

You felt his soft lips touches the back of your palm. He kiss it, you open your eyes and smiled  you just wish this will last long, like forever this way.

But it won't, Jungkook looks at your palm and place a ring on your finger, a promise ring.

"What is that young master? What is this for?" You asked being so clueless of his sudden action. You're superficies, it looks so gorgeously fit into your finger.

"A promise ring, a promise ring that will remind you to keep waiting for me till I came back. I'll be back here and replace that right into engagement ring then to wedding ring, that is a promise and I want you to keep holding to it."

You smiled at him, pulling him for a sweet k'ss as he lead over and received it. Caressing your cheek and stared at each other. You can see how his eyes are lingering with full of love and affection. You love staring at those eyes cause just like they said eyes never lie.

Eyes never lie they said, are you supposed to believe that? Will you believe that after he promised you that he will replace that promise ring into engagement to wedding ring once he came back?.

It's a lie, he lied, he came back but didn't replace the ring, he came back but he didn't filled your finger but different finger. You love him too much and you're so dumb to think that he would love you back while you're just a maid who's uneducated woman working under their commands.

He came back being so proud announcing that he brought a beautiful woman. Elegant, smart, pretty and gorgeous. For from what you are. It's life you're the ground while she's the sky. You're just a dirt in her clean white dress. You're far from her. Far from being his woman.

It's their engagement party and right now you're wearing a maid's dress that perfectly suits as who you are. Just a maiden who's will never be able to be somewhere from their standard.

You server everyone when a man suddenly came on your way, he blacked your way inside the kitchen and released chuckles after seeing you nervous at the same time annoyed.

"Mingyu, it's my name and you are?" You look at him and look down again "I'm-    I don't mean to disrespect you sir but you have to let me pass cause I have alot of things to do and everyone to serve." You immediately took the chance and walk passed at him but he immediately stoped you.

"Then serve me Yn, that's your work right, serve us guess." He just smiled after seeing you shocked. "You must be wondering why I know your name, well simple. He used to always talk about you before he meet Wuana and that's how I got to know you."

"You're young master friend?" You just received a nod from him before he left you all alone.

It's Saturday morning, the sun just settled few minutes ago but you're already standing in the middle of the garden holding a broom while pushing the dried leaves on the beautiful mousse green grass.

As you're silently cleaning and doing your work you heard someone whistling behind your back drifting your attention to that person and with that you saw the same guy from the engagement party.

"Oh hey there, it's just-" he stoped as he fixed his wrist watch and looked at the time "exactly 6:02 am yet you're already workings" he said and made his way towards you.

"I woke up early that's why." You just continued your work not really paying attention to him. Mingyu could help but to chuckles and laugh after that.

"You woke up early or you didn't sleep?, your eyes are swallowing" after he said that you quickly let go of the broom and covered your face with your hand.

Running to the near sink as you wash your face while Mingyu on the other hand is following you from behind while laughing. "Eye really never lie, come onnn you still look cute tho, you look like a panda who's eyes got stink by the bees.

"What did you just say?!" You grabe a cup of water and you throw it at him which he luckily avoided. "Chill panda, truth hurts remember".

As you're about to chase him, you saw a family masculine figure came across you. It's your young master, you sigh and slowly walking away silent while his back is facing you.

Mingyu watches you leave, the smile written on his lips vanished, he's eyes focuses on your disappearing figure being unable to listen to his friends State.

"Are you even listen Mingyu?" Jungkook asked seeing how his eyes are lingering somewhere around and not on him that when he realized he's actually looking at your figure from afar.

"She's not available, I've already told you that." When Jungkook said that his friend drifty dropped his all focus on Jungkook who's standing Infront of him with his hand folded up his chest.

"You can't keep two girls at the same time man. If you will marry Wuana then let it be Wuana. You can't keep Yn by your side while being married to someone, that's not cool dude." Mingyu shook his head.

"You knew that's not my plan, I'll take Yn with me once I got the company named under me then I'll divorced Wuana and be with Yn."

"And with that you sounded like a selfish assh'le." As Mingyu was about to leave Jungkook immediately grabbed his hand and chuckles.

"Which one of them do you like huh? Wuana or Yn? You sounded like a jealous guy who's girl been stolen." Mingyu pushed Jungkook and took his leave without saying anything.

Temperature is hot, you're sweating so bad it's heating up as well as your body. You continuesly h'mping on the pillow while m'aning his name. A man who's almost tied with his soon to be wife yet your love for him still never d'es.

The feeling of being full inside your spine satisfied you. You c'm all over your pillow while breathing heavy, after you c'm. You lay your head on the bed while circling you tip finger on your cl't and your other hand is playing with your n'pple, it is a sinful sin for you, you call out someone's man name but you believe it wasn't as bad as it seems cause he used to be yours first.

But was he yours on the first place? Closing your eyes feeling the pl'asure you're giving yourself, when the image of his wrapping his arms around her waist looking so happy Infront of everyone after announcing he's marrying her came across your memories.

The deep sigh left your mouth while trying hard to catch up with your breath, stopping what you're doing. You open your eyes with full of tears. Can't a woman like you love someone freely? Without any objections, without any judgement, against, forbid. Can't you just love freely?.

You found yourself asking why you still stayed here? Is it because of his promise? or you just couldn't let go on him cause you know once you left then there is really no chance for both of you.

Does he even love you? He hide your relationship with him before but to Wuana he proudly said he's marrying him, something he wouldn't do for you. How can a man like him be proud having a affair with a maid who's uneducated woman.

Opening the door as you entered inside. The whole house is a mess, you look at the owner of the apartment unable to say anything.

She just smiled at you and gave you the key before she left with the money you paid for your first two months stay in this dirty apartment. Sighing while looking around, you started cleaning everything till midnight.

Feeling heavy after an hours of cleaning, you fell on the ground and closes your eyes. You don't know if you made the right decision to leave but hopefully it will help you to move on and move forward to your upcoming life.

Even tho you worked to the Jeons for years you still couldn't afford to get a better apartment than this cause this is what your savings could handle also from the fact that you still don't have work and needed to find one asap.

Before you can even really fell asleep a knock on the door interrupted you, thinking it's the owner of the apartment, you stood up from the ground and open it only to find Jungkook standing there.

Eye contact build being the two of you and no one dares to break it till he hold your waist and pulled you closer. His soft lips touches yours. After so many years you finally be able to feel them again. He pushed you inside and closes the door using his foot. Hovered you while taking off his shirt you continue to stare at him unable to say anything till he filled your mouth with his t'ngue.

"Y-you wanted to make me a piglet? Y-you wanted me to give birth to your childrens cause she couldn't give you one? I-I can't-."

"Yn listen to me, I will give them a better life!! And I will be able to give you that to as long as you give birth to my childrens, I'll pay you as much as money as you want don't worry." He said, you shook your head not wanting to believe everything.

"Y-you're not just planning for a baby but chilrens, how many kids are you planning on making me give birth?! Money? I-I don't need money I need love and care!! Will you be able to give me that just like you promise?".

Your eyes now filled with tears and Jungkook is hurt by it, he loves you , he really does but he couldn't just let his family down and came to you knowing what his family would do once he turn his back on them, he did not only want to have position in the company but also to secure the future for you and for your coming babies in the future, you might hate him cause you don't know his true intentions and he's willingly accepting that mostly if the exchange of it is giving you a better life just like how he wanted.

"Please Yn. You love me right? Then do me a favor, give birth to my child." He said.

You're all alone crying while sitting on the hospital bed. You gave birth to your son yet you didn't even heard his cry nor have seen his face. You just woke up all alone, asking everyone who enters your room about your baby but they all said the same thing. "The father of the baby already took him just an hour after you give birth ma'am" the nurse left.

Your body hurts after giving birth but what's more hurt when you're not even the one who's taking care of your baby. You stood up even tho it wasn't suggested and left the room.

You don't wanna believe them thinking they're just joking about it so you went to look. You open the door and went to the baby station trying to look the babies and the name of them hoping you would find your son but there's no baby name under Jeons.

Your heart broke into pieces. Crying on the spot as your knees weakened. "M-my baby"crying your heart out while laying on the cold ground when a man approach you.

"Yn what are you doing there? Why you can't just stand up without given advice from the doctor it bad for you, you might bleed." Mingyu help you get up.

"W-where is he? I wanted to meet my son!!."

Staring at the through the window you saw your son on someone else's arms. It's heart breaking for a mother like you to go through so much thing like this, he's your child but you could even go to him, carry him, make his stop from crying, feed him and love him as his own mother.

"They named them Jeon Yohan" you laughed at yourself hearing that from Mingyu "It's funny how they are the one who named him while I'm being clueless."

You stared at them again when your eyes and Jungkook's meet. You saw the nervous in his eyes that he immediately gestures Wuana who's holding your baby to leave.

"W-what is he doing, no no no no no no noooooo, I only wanted to see my son, tell him that Mingyu!! Don't take my son away from meee!!."

                                         To be continue...

[yoonjinsgirl]

NamjoonxFem!Reader

Summary: Namjoon gets some bad leg pain and you are here to help him.

Genre: fluff, angst and suggestive.

Warnings: fic contains some swearing and is highly suggestive. please note all my writings are fictional and has nothing irl to do with any idol/person.

Taglist: Open

A/N: This one is inspired by joons recent deleted insta story. The day he deleted that story i had already seen it and the idea for this fic was already in my mind lol! I hope y'all enjoy this!💙

I'm just an amateur, I apologize in advance for any mistakes. Please give your precious feedbacks, It would mean alot to me!!

Check my work until now: Masterlist💌

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𝓑𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷ᡴꪫ

It's 11.30pm and you are laying down on your bed scrolling instagram and waiting for namjoon to enter into your shared bedroom. Since you had a quarrel earlier the day and now not wanting to let your anger go away just like that, you keep waiting for him and decide you don't want to go check on what is taking him so long to come in. So you keep scrolling and in no time it's 12.30am already, you kept scrolling until you accidentally opened Namjoon's instagram story that he instantly deletes, that's when you throw both your phone and your anger away and immediately rush towards living room. As soon as you see him, you immediately kneel down near the couch where he was applying some crepe bandage to get some relief from the pain.

"Joonie what the fck! you should've called me for help! Omggg is it hurting too much? What did you even do this time! Last time you dropped weight on your foot! What did you do this time? When will you learn to take care of yourself joon? Now tell me what happened? Are you okay?" You shoot him dozens of questions as you panicked and almost on verge of crying watching the man covering both of his legs into a shop full of bandages. What did he even do to apply so many of them and how much painful it must be! Is all you could think about.

"Relax y/n" he said looking at your state and lifting your chin towards him, as soon as he saw you, he knew you would cry anytime now so he immediately panicked, "jagi shushhhhhh! love look at me! don't cry please! Don't worry it's nothing! Baby come here!" He opened his arms but you were frozen on your place, thinking how did he ended up getting hurt. so he held you gently and swiftly pulled you towards him and made you sit on his lap.

"Joonieeeee what are you doing? this way you'll get more hurt" you said as you tried to get up, but obviously he was more strong then you, so he pulled you back towards him, and now leaving no space between you two. His one hand holding your waist and another one wiping your tears away. "shushhhhhhh sweetheart don't cry! Listen to me I'm really okay my love! It's just that i overworked in gym and then i cycled my way to home.. so my legs are now paining that's it, I'm not hurt anywhere i promise. Now please don't cry!"

You hit him slightly on his chest "are you crazy joon! Why would you over work and then cycle your way to home, you know i can always come to pick you up! Now look what did you do to yourself! This is all my fault! I shouldn't have been so stubborn to not talk to you and should've called you myself! I'm telling you I'm such a dumbass bi.." before you could complete cursing yourself, joon pulled you in for a kiss to shut you, the kiss was soft and sweet in the beginning but soon it got desperate,deep and passionate! Showing how you both loved eachother, and how both of you mattered to each other and how even little distance could make you go absolute insane. Both of you not letting go, until both you ended up running of breathe.

You were sure that both of you could hear each other's heart beating fast then usual. Namjoon always knew how to calm you whenever you panicked or so, he was the best boyfriend anyone could ask for. Infact people would kill you to be in your place. So why did you both had a quarrel? Because he was frustrated over alot of things and things were getting hard on him and you couldn't see him like that, you could never see him losing his charm, losing himself in all the stress that came along with his team getting on a temporary break, with the loneliness he felt without his members. It would be a lie to call them members because they were his family! His brothers! And he loved them all so much, so did they all love him back. BTS wasn't like any regular group, they lived with eachother for the longest time! So much that Min Yoongi aka Suga aka Agustd won't stop Bragging about how they lived together for 13years now. And it always warmed your heart to see their bond.

But seeing joon all dull, looking unhappy and upset was not helping you to shut up, not like you felt out of love or you only loved his cheerful..happy side but you couldn't see the man you loved the most getting deeply affected by all the negativity and him getting hard on himself due to all work stress he was having. So this morning you tried to talk to him, but instead he just ended up misunderstanding you saying how you too were judging him just like everyone else and that you were not understanding how things were hard and it was getting hard for him to share how he felt! You knew that wasn't him but his stress speaking all that, so you tried to make him understand how that wasn't it and you were concerned about him and his health, and how he has lost his smile, that's when things went ugly he thought you too only loved his cheerful side so he just went on saying stuffs he shouldn't have and things went downhill untill you both decided to just leave the discussion in between and both left for work.

Tears once again filling your eyes as you remembered whatever happened in morning and you were clearly upset about how misunderstanding just created because of you and maybe you should have waited for him to share his problems. Joon immediately hugged you, trying to calm you down. "Baby listen to me i swear I'm fine my love" he said while he kept rubbing your back. "No jooniee it's not just that, even though it was unintentionally but still i hurt you in morning! I'm sorry i should've just give you the space you wanted! Maybe I'm so clingy with you! I'm.." "No y/n that's not true! And no i don't feel you are clingy, and even if you think you are then i love you being clingy to me!" He said while still rubbing your back to calm you down. "Only if i hadn't brought that topic up we wouldn't have ended up having fight joon! You even skipped your breakfast because of it and wait did you eat anything yet! Don't tell me you haven't eat anything since morning!" You asked him getting worried. He cupped your face, "y/n tell me only one thing before anything else! Did you eat anything?" You just remained silent. And nodded a no looking down. Because you weren't someone who would not eat food or would not feel hungry if you were having a bad day, but joon surely had an effect on you! You could never eat thinking what if he hadn't eat anything yet, and about dinner you always preferred to eat it with him, or having his presence next to you. Your dinner was always about chattering about how both of your day had went or watching something on tv. So how could you eat dinner without him, so you just cooked food and left it on dinning table for him to eat and went inside your room.

"Then tell me how would i eat? Now look at me ! You didn't do anything wrong y/n it was my fault, only if i would had shared with you how i felt or if i was having any trouble sharing things then none of this would take place. You've been nothing but a supportive, caring, loving and understanding partner to me y/n, when i realized my mistake i was so guilty that I couldn't text you or anything and not having a word from you made me anxious and i felt terrible for treating you badly this morning and that is why i ended up overworking and then cycling back to let my frustration out! I'm sorry y/n! The fact that only thinking of losing you from my life makes me insane, I really really love you y/n, you complete me as who i am!"

Listening to his honest confession made you emotional and you immediately hugged him and he hugged you back, "i too love you so so so muchhh joon! Not talking to you, staying away from you makes me insane! And when i saw your insta story i got worried, i could never see you in pain, because watching you hurt, it pains me joon! Because your pain is my pain ". Hearing you say so namjoon immediately tightens his grip around you, trying to stay as close to you as possible, as if you would fly away somewhere, but that was his way of letting you know how you were so much important to him and that you were precious to him.

Both of you stayed embracing each other for few more minutes untill you pulled yourself out of hug and got up suddenly making namjoon worried, and he too followed you, "baby what's.." "shushhhhhhh joonie! Sit down please!" you push him down on couch and kneel down beside him on the floor, "darling don't get me wrong but i didn't knew you were needy?" You could see blush crepted all over Namjoon's face and his dimple smile spread over his face.

"ehhhh!! what?" You glitch for a few seconds until you understand what he meant, "OMGG NAMJOON NO AISHH! you pervert!" You slightly hit him on his knees. "WHATT?? isn't that why you were kneeling?" "No you pervert! Omggg namjoon what do you think is going over here! Lmaooo help i can't with you" you say, watching Namjoon's confused face you throw yourself on floor laughing like a maniac.

"O joonieeee my love! i had kneel down to apply some relief balm on your legs and give them a quick massage, so you would get some relief from your muscle pain, and so that i can properly apply the bandages where it pained you. And not anything else you pervert! I need to tell army how we have always guessed right about you being way too over the top about your imagination, mr expensive guy". "Aaaahhhhhhhhh! wtf y/n! shut up omggg you are no less! Stop listening to that song now!" Namjoon said while trying to process everything. While you could only laugh and enjoy.

"Try me if you could" you said while controlling your laugh and giving him a playful wink. "Yahhhh aishhhhh you pervert minded girl! I won't leave you today! Wait I'll show you how i can stop you" namjoon said getting up from the couch. Getting the hint you get up to run away as joon ran behind you to chase you, before you knew anything, you hear joon scream and you immediately rush towards him concerned, "omggg joon I'm so sorr..." and without letting you finish your sentence nor wasting any moment he lifts you up in his arms, "omggg fuk your sexy brain!" You cursed as you realize how you just fell into joon's trap. "Oh you're absolutely welcomed to do so my love". namjoon replied while having a silly smile and smirk on his face. While you hide your face in his chest, thinking how silly you are to fall into his trap. And feeling all shy thinking about what he just said.

He carries you to the kitchen and makes you sit on the kitchen counter,

"I thought someone was having leg pain" you said.

"I thought someone was just challenging me to try them"

He replied with a smirk on his face, while holding you close and leaning towards you. You close your eyes thinking he's going to kiss you but instead he takes the pan from the shelve next to you, that's how you again ended up making fool of yourself and gaining a laugh from him, "what were you thinking..you pervert minded girl! I always knew you and armys are always cooking all the wrong stuff in your heads, I'm just an innocent man" he said while making a small pout.

At this point you were actually amused by how this man just just pulled a whole uno reverse card on you. Not like you're a dumb headed or anything, it's just how this man has his effect on you! You could never win over him or could never resist him and how even could anyone resist KIM NAMJOON! so everytime you tried to win, his charm would do some kind of spell over you!

Suddenly reality hitting you hard as you saw joon with pan in his hands,

"OMG NO AISHH! YOU AIN'T COOKING KIM NAMJOON! STAY AWAY FROM MY KITCHEN!" You screamed.

"C'mon that's not big of deal y/nieee" he said while cutely pinching your cheeks and give you a sweet kiss on both side of your cheek.

"YOU!" you tried arguing with namjoon, trying to fight with your blushed faced. "What baby" namjoon said innocently.

"Joonie just side away okay! I'll just heat up the food, you go and sit and get some rest love, you anyways would be having work tomorrow!" You said as you took over the pan from joon's hand and started heating the food you had prepared earlier for dinner but none of you had ate.

"Umhuhhh! I'm not going anywhere!" He said as he hugged you from behind. "Infact I'm not going anywhere tomorrow too", he said as he leaned in whispering with his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. "I'm not leaving you alone never ever and especially not on weekends" he said while placing small kisses all over your half visible face, down to your neck.

👩: "Joon"

🐨: "Hmnn"

👩: "Food is ready to eat"

🐨: "But I'm already eating my food"

👩: "Joon"

🐨: "Yeee"

👩: "What about me? What shall i eat?"

He turns you around pulling you into a kiss. "Mine everything is yours baby" joon said replying you.

"So i see that you are already full hmnn! Well i guess then I'll put all the food back into the fridge" you say teasingly.

"Aniyaa! aishh! No baby you've worked so hard on preparing meals! C'mon let's eat first hehe" he said as he helped you carry the food to the table.

You laughed at how adorable this man could be! It won't be entirely wrong to say he's just a small baby trapped in a big body! But the duality he carries is insane, you smile at how lucky you were to be able to have find him and be with him. No matter how longday any of you had at work, no matter if you had fights or arguments, you both always would end up next to eachother, laughing, smiling, loving and appreciating eachother more than before. Because you knew, it was impossible for both of you, to see any of you in pain, because the day both of you fell in love you knew that, 'your pain was his pain and similarly his pain was yours'.

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So guys here was my first proper fic for joon, the first one being a text post! So did you guys liked it? I hope you all did! I had been inactive for a while due to my eye infection and trust me y'all i have so many ideas to write fics, so I'll be uploading them soon!💕

stay tuned and please look forward to next part of my ongoing 🐱 mini series as I'd promise I'll update next part on time guys, which is very soon. Check mini series here💌

also if anyone wants to get tagged, in my taglist for my ongoing series or for my any other upcoming work my taglist is open, so please comment down and I'll make sure to tag you.💜

As I always say, REQUEST ARE OPEN!!!💌

Categories I write for are: Oneshot/imagines/reaction, scenarios, thoughts, text post, drabbles and timestamps.

So if you've requests pls go on and submit it! I'll be happy to write one.💜

[princessbratzblogz]

wishing she was inside of me.

I need my mommy.

wishing she was curling her fingerings deep in my cunt, rubbing my core of built up orgasm.

I need my mommy.

slowly rubbing my clit, in a circle

then spread my slit.

ugh I need my mommy.

grinding on my own finger isn’t enough, only her fingers makes my overfilled well drip.

the way she pulls my hair and forces eye contact.

the way she sluts out my ego. forcing my masculinity to be handled with femininity.

softening me up by slutting me out.

mommy I miss you.

only you can touch it like that and do it well mommy. only you can bounce on my cunt, and make my clit so big it slips in you while we scissor.

keep making me throb mommy. because only you will be able to satisfy the throb mommy.

I’ll be a good boy and wait, but please force me to be a good boy.

I have too much pride, fck it out me till it’s dripping.

Show me that my pride can easily get slutted away. Degrade me with your kindness while making me hear what I let you do to me.

Let me beg you for more. so you can see how serious of a need it is for you to please me. So much of a need, I’ll wait for whenever you’re willling. Because everytime is the best time.

Just know that, even though my cunt needs you alll the time, I’m so needy for you mommy I’ll take you anytime.

Anytime you allow it mommy.

I may be a boy, but I love when you are In charge.

I may be dominant outside of bed, but only you can force me to be submissive in it.

so let me throb mommy, just please when you do give it to me, give it to me good mommy. show me why I’m pathetic and patient for mommy. 🩷

because you do so good everytime 🙇🏾

- a healing trans boy 🤓✊🏾/dude Capricorn

[captainaikus]

Belle. Belle. Belle. I kinda have a soft thirst (does it make sense?) of Oliver. Like reader admitting to him that she is a virgin and was scared to how Oliver would react but Oliver reacted in the most softest way possible, I imagine him saying that he would be so honored and glad that he was your first and he decided to take care of you, so your at his penthouse/apartment inside his bedroom and he literally just took care of you and your needs, he tries to memorize every reaction you give him. You tried to tell him you wanna please him too but he brushed you off and said “another time, tonight is all about you”

And when he was about to yk take your virginity he was so gentle and slow and when he was fully inside he waited for a moment till your ready for him. Then when you gave him that signal he moved from slow to fast. When you both finished he gave the best aftercare and asked how was it or if it was too much and in the end the both of you snuggle together on his bed waiting for sleep to take the both of you.

PS: THIS IS MY FIRST TIME DOING A THIRST I HOPE THIS IS OKAY BELLE😭💗. THIS HAS BEEN ON MY MIND FOR THE PAST TWO WEEKS BUT I WAS TOO SHY TO APPROACH SO HERE🙈

PS PART 2: for ur first time he decided to fck you on missionary position. Or any position where the both of you can hold each other. Like the Lotus position hehe

-💙

*writes about pegging men, calling them sluts, domming over them and whatnot- literally a smut writer* Ahem. Ofc its okay to send these kind of asks blue! i'm actually very open to these kind of asks ૮(˶˃ᆺ˂˶)ა

Honestly- I was planning to write something along these lines soon (you guys are really giving out spoilers for my works \(//∇//)\ but I’m living for it and wanna see more stuff like this in my inbox- cause I love thirsting for characters especially Oliver )

"Are you sure you want this?" he asked again, your naked form on top of him his hands on your waist. "are you having seconds thoughts?" you asked shyly, hands finding comfort in the tresses of his hair. "No... i want you. I just... I wanna make sure that you know what you're doing okay? I'm not one of the best options-" "You're not an option, Oliver. You're a choice- so don't you dare disappoint me." you said, pulling one of his cheeks. Throwing you on the opposite end of the bed, he was on top of you, caging you between his arms. "You're very mouthy for someone who hasn't been intimate before. Lucky for you, I like playing with fire." he chuckled, kissing the side of your neck. "Relax for me. Hold onto me. And tell me if its too much." he said with softness before entering you. One of the softest things I can imagine Oliver doing is holding your head lovingly, forearm beside it as he is thrusting in and out of you, sweet words coming out of him. "You're doing so well for me." "Ahh- just a little more." "Such a good girl. All for me." One of his hands reaching down to play with your clit, until you had made a mess on him, until he came in the condom right after, dropping beside you, pulling you into him. "Did you,,, did you enjoy it?" he asked, a nervous gulp following after that was audible. "It was... nice." you said, dazed, your legs shuffling to lift your knees. "What are you doing?" he asked. "Getting ready to go home... its late." you replied. "And why would you do that?" "Isn't that what you do... after sex?" you asked, causing a frown to stretch on Oliver's face. "Not when the person is serious about you." he said, rolling his eyes, pulling you by the arm making you gasp in surprise, throwing his leg around you to keep you in bed. To make an extra measure, he'll make sure to pick up your clothes off the floor the next morning and throw it into the washer making sure that you would stay. Yes he is that petty

[ryuttaeng]

Could be? I'll just tell ya

Soo self harm you guys (or author since this might not be published 💀)

So YN just can't thinking of ctting herself anymore because it's been months since she haven't done it and something triggered her rlly bad so she cuts in her separate room but then accidently does to the artery and runs to the toilet, she starts getting dizzy while washing her wrists and maybe the door noises wakes someone or alarms someone from the group,they check her out and she's gripping on the sink but almost fainting and they're like holy fck oh sHT oh my god and the aftercare after they came back from the hispitsl to get stitches

care to read the warning!

WARNINGS/TW: self-harm, blood, bleeding, near-death experience, mentions of stitches, angst, swearing, please DO NOT read if sensitive/uncomfortable with such themes!

pairing: yeji x 6th member!reader

summary: tired. that’s what described you these past couple of months. you’re just tired, trying too hard, working too hard, does it have to be done? your recent stage performance was… judged. a lot. even by your own ceo.

warnings: read them upper, please

genres: angst, hurt/comfort

sighing, you sat one your bed. your fingers run through your hair, as your breath becomes shaky, before you stand up, looking for what you needed in nightstand beside your bed.

ceo, your ceo said you were ‘just not it’ on your last performance, making it your last straw. you already got a lot of hate and mistreat these months, and he decided fan the flames.

trigger warning starting below⚠️

taking the blade, you sighed, before finally cut. starting slowly, as your mind kept bringing up those awful things they’ve said about you, what they’ve done to you…

“shit!” you hissed, as you cut your artery. spaced out, you couldn’t control your actions, as it was too late to prevent something. you rushed to the bathroom, accidentally slamming the door, while trying to press the edges together to prevent further damage.

not finding something better than a towel, you tried to wash the blood off of your hands, but obviously not able to do it, as you started to feel dizzy. grabbing the sink, you tried to reach the towel to cover your wrist, trying to apply direct pressure to prevent bleeding.

loud bang drove yeji’s attention, making her immediately walk out of her room. “y/n? you’re alright?” she heard water run from the bathroom and door wide open. immediately looking inside the bathroom, yeji saw you, gripping onto the sink, while the towel is almost fully covered in your blood. “fuck, y/n!” she ran to you, immediately grabbing her phone to call an ambulance, while she tried to prevent the bleeding.

your mind is numb, so are you, not barely even able to stand straight. you could hear yeji calling your name, while she tried to hold you, as she waited for an ambulance. your mind starting to get blurred, when yeji still held you.

finally arriving back home, yeji sighed with a relief. she helped you to take off your clothes, changing it, and even making you dinner. “you sure it’s ok? does it stings?” she asked, while she rubbed your hand. you shook your head, trying to convince her that it’s okay. “no, well, it does a little actually, but…” yeji looked at you worried, yet with furious expression on her face. “no buts! you should immediately tell me if it-“ she couldn’t let her finish her sentence.

you hugged yeji, as your head buried in her neck. yeji, surprised, hugged you back, rubbing your back. “…tell me if it hurts, okay?” you nodded your head, humming in agreement.

[dontwantthenextcommanderiwantyou]

Can you share some of your Raylla headcnanons please

I could share like 5 or 6, but this post would never end. So I'll share one that's a Ramshorn-Collar family headcanon from Tiffany's POV. It came to my mind when I saw this picture posted on Hulu's Instagram

Raelle: Really Scyl... you took our daughter to a graveyard this late on a school night?

Scylla: Tiff wanted to learn to create a death cap... it's for her science project Rae.

Tiffany Ramshorn-Collar, a necro & very proud of it. She loves her mothers but she was "Scylla's shadow" since the older necro started fostering her, Scylla lost both of her parents too. The necros bond became unbreakable when mom Scylla & ma Raelle adopted her.

Ma wasn't happy when they came thru the door at 10:31pm on a Thursday night. She knows ma won't be all kissy face with mom tonight because mom let her stay out past her bedtime... ma just doesn't understand how cool graveyards are at night. Tiffany goes to her room and gets changed for bed, she decides to take an extra minute brushing her teeth to give mom a chance to talk ma out of being mad at her. When she's done, she hasn't heard her ma using Mothertongue so she can't be too upset with mom. Tiffany goes to the living room and sees her mom & ma already being all kissy face. So she goes back to her room to wait for them to come in to give her good night snuggles and kisses before she falls asleep.

Now she's at school presenting her science project, a death cap 🍄 When she finishes and goes back to her seat, she hears some kids whispering about her ma... they're talking about how Raelle is the Witch Bomb who won the war against the Camarilla. Everyone knows her ma is a hero, but so is her mom, Tiffany leans over & says "Did you know my other mom snuck into a Camarilla party because she was a spy and when the bad people were gonna hurt me, she jumped in and rescued me. She beat them up and did a cool trick with her light— oh... I'm not allowed to talk about that part. Well she kicked their butts and she helped ma beat them during the war too... plus she taught me how to make that death cap because she's the most powerful necro and I'm gonna be just like her when I grow up 😊"

Don't judge me, I have no control over the things my mind comes up with these days... it legit says "fck sleep, we're gonna stay up thinking about this or that all night." Scylla's secret eyeglasses headcanon kept me up last night 👓

[boysl0vingboys]

EPISODE EIGHT THOUGHT PROCESS

1/4

STUPID FCKING COUNTDOWN

the cuddling. 

with his toy. 

in his bed, 

my dumbass child 

im going to die of cuteness

WAIT THE PHOTOS!!!!!

i live for bickering couples in love

DID HE ACTUALLY BURN SOMETHING?!

PAT! YOU FCKING HIMBO!

‘sweet moment’

Pa! stop ruining moments

secret holding hands !!!!!

is this himbo about to take his shirt off -.-

he tried to hand it back to him

bickering boyfriends :) and their cranky director being done with them

INK!!!!!!!!

PAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

WEI! FCK OFFFF!!!! leave the lesbians alone!

PRAN BREAK THIS A-HOLE HEART FOR ME

that is the face of a man trying to figure out how not to have his boyfriend kill you

you adorable soon to be murder

WHO THE FUCK IS THAT? WHO THE FUCK IS THAT? WHO THE FUCK IS THAT? WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?\

2/4

My heart cannot take this!

Your honour! They are married!

so... both siblings are disasters- 

magically love music!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“we’re both clumsy” YOU BOTH IN LOVE YOU MEAN!

just the two of you... LIkE A DATE!!!!!

WAIT!!!! CUTE MOMENTS BACK TO BACK! FOR BOTH COUPLES!

Pat, the lesbian are on a different level, you’ll get there... 

not the phone~

the sad puppy eyes :(

in his bed? again? :)

Pran? Are you training him?

pfft,... :) boy out here really trying to make all of us realise how single we are.

(enter the seagulls) patpatpatpatpatpatpat

Korn, for a second there I thought you had the brain cell of the group for the day. 

more cute moments? please!

O.O

Pat, i think you’re a little too into character

Nanon, sweetie, don’t laugh

Wai... fuck. off. I swear ever time your on screen-

LEAVE THE LESBIAN ALONE

PAT COME SAVE YOUR SISTER! 

so I see Pran is the permanent holding off your groups brain cell

‘left for you’ the fck?

Pran, no more drinking. the brain cell is drowning in lovesick thoughts

but that smile :’)

oh no- dad don’t - are you friggin kidding me?!

3/4

DAD! YOU CANNOT GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK LIKE THAT! He likes the play do not be an ass!

DON’T SAY THAT

Pat, can I punch your dad?

noooo, tell him~

Pran, time for some soulmate telepathic shite right now!

pat, sweetie, you don’t even want to play rugby. at least you’re still in it.

SOULMATE TELEPATHIC SHITE!!!!!

.............................................................. fuck i am single.

he actually did the back hug

pat too

i’m not crying you are 

dont call him sir, that a whole new can off worms

HOW HAS NO ONE NOTICED THEM?

these adorable a-holes

CLIMB!CLIMB!CLIMB!

i swear if that phone frowny face is foreshadowing I am going to scream

bitches get stitches, stop gossiping and be unhappily single like the rest of us.

4/4

stress from the beginning, thats great

his wearing the earphones !

his wearing his tshirt 

dont do it-

for fuck sake can people stop letting ohm take his shirt off?!

this shit is about to hurt :(

dont hit me with flash backs 

I am fragile, and the eye contact!

dont leave!

i swear if pat cries- never mind im broken

weird way to say you find him hot but okay

BUT HE CARES ABOUT HIM MORE!!!!!!!!

AND HE IS HIS BOYFRIEND!

AND THE HAND HOLDING!

I KNEW IT I FUCKIGN KNEW IT! FUCK EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I SCREAMED ,SO LOUD MY MOTHER JUST CAME DOWN STAIR TO MAKE SURE I WAS NOT BEING ATTACKED

(next week spoilers, wai you are an asshole, fuck you korn, and i still love pa and the knowing sister stare)

[queentexxx]

self indulgent stoic, villain/problematic comfort character and/or f/o imagine because I've been kinda stressed out tonight and also why the fck not? (this was entirely self-indulgent stress relief so um,, don't expect it to be too good lmao)

C/TW for mentions of stress, physical touch, and one l-bomb dropped at the end (can be interpreted as completely platonic and/or familial too, just throwing it out there that an l-bomb gets dropped lol)

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It's been a long night. Whether or not the circumstances were a big deal or not didn't matter. One thing was clear; you were stressed.

It took all you had just to hurl your tense, adrenaline-ridden body there, but you're finally home. You feel like you want to vomit, curl up and maybe even cry on the floor right next to the door, but ever-so-resilient, you resist that urge and walk down the corridors of your home, hanging up your coat.

"Welcome home," you hear a rich, deep voice call, making you flinch. Recollecting yourself, you approach the voice's owner, slouched over and rubbing your forearm in shame. "hey..." you mutter, taking your seat next to them. Scooting over closer to them, until your shoulders touch, at least they're here now. Ironic how despite their cold and uncaring demeanor on the surface and the pure extent of the deeds they have commited with their own two hands, they have become such a crucial source of comfort for you. You saw what nobody else saw in them, and they saw what nobody else saw in you.

Noticing the tension in your shoulders and the shaking in your legs, they cock an eyebrow. "Is everything okay?" They ask you, the knot in your hollowed chest tightening as well as the rest of your muscles. Under any other circumstances, you probably would've just muttered that you were fine and wandered off, but this time, it was different. Maybe it was the fact that they came off as so cold and unempathetic to everyone else, maybe it was a feeling of truly being special to them, but something just, made you want to open up and pour out all of your emotions to them. You couldn't find the words however, and all you could do was stammer and ramble into their shoulder.

"I.. I guess so? I'm not.. sure... I just.. I dunno man, I've just been so stressed out and-" before you could finish your own string of barely coherent thoughts, you sigh, gripping into the cloth wrapping their shoulders and nuzzling into their neck, your breathing simultaneously shallowing and deepening and hot loads of adrenaline flood your veins.

"I'm tired... I wanna go to bed..." is all you can manage to say, your spine arching as you wrap your arms around their neck and shoulders. You can feel a sense of hesitation with them, they prpbably weren't used to this kind of situation, but nevertheless, they tried to help. You feel a hand pet at your hair, as you're suddenly lifted up bridal-syle. You close your eyes, your vision going blissfully black for a moment of time, cold, larger hands on your back and legs ironically providing you with a sense of warmth.

Your eyes flutter open as you feel the soft, warm embrace of your bed, as you're tucked in like a child, a cold hand tousling your hair. "You're here." they say, as warmth begins to radiate under your blankets. Barely able to keep your eyes open, you notice the blur of their colors start to walk away. "Wait..." you muster the strentgh to say, as the sillohette stops in place. "please... stay with me.. just a little while longer..." you murmur, as they come back to you, sitting next to you on the bed and holding your hand, stroking the back with their thumb. You hesitate for a moment, but then you ask them, "can you lay next to me?" You see them wait for a bit, but then they sigh and you could've sworn that you'd seen a small smile across their lips as they lie down next to you, letting you wrap your arms aroun them, as they hesitantly wrap their around you. Your family issues, your conflicts between friends, your grades, everything, it all disintegrates into thin air as their embrace engulfs you, leaving you in a numb state of bliss. The tension in your chest releases, the shaking in your limbs comes to a stop in their arms, instead replaced by serenity. Nothing else exists, nothing else matters in the moment, and all that's left is the souls of you and this stoic being as you feel yourself temporarily slide out of consciousness in their arms.

"I love you..." you whisper, a small tear rolling down your cheek.

"I love you too..."

[amindofstone]

let me hold you for a bit

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a/n: And here we have another scenario I made up in my head before going to sleep just to make myself sad over basically something none existing. GREATTTTT!!! Anyways, while writing this I honestly got hella mad over the word swordsman. I googled it and found out that this is a neutral word and can be used for the male but also female gender. It's just like the word mankind. Like the fck?! Why is language so patriarchal?! I'm going to have a looooooong discussion with my professor about that... Anyways have fun and enjoy this little work of mine. ;)

Genre: anime image?

Character(s): Eustass "captain" Kid × Serena (reader)

Words: 2295

Spoiler(s): none

Info: For better reading keep in mind that the words in italic are either Kid's or readers train of thoughts. It is both written in italic but it is understandable on who's thoughts it is (Hopefully).

Warning(s): a bit of cursing and swearing, I guess. But nothing to be worried of. (+ grammatical or spelling mistakes since English is my third language and I'm still improving in every aspect. (Please have mercy on that))

!!! Please do not steal my idea or work. Credit me if this is shared or published in any other platform or any other way. This took me a lot of time. So please respect me as the writer and my work. Picture is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner @nan50ku (on Twitter). !!!

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One and a half year ago he send his first mate to recruite her as a swordsman although some of his mates weren't really fond of his choice for a long time. So he took it upon himself to convince them to agree to his word. He might be the captain but he cherished his crew a lot although he never said nor really showed it because he is not the type of man who likes to openly show emotions since he considered it as weak.

So after a few days of long arguments between the stubborn captain and his first mate he was able to make him and his crew accept his decision to make the female fencer a part if their life and goal. Although the captain was really fond of her being the crew still took her presence on board with a lot of scepticism and caution since they barely knew anything about her. Not only took it the entire crew but also the woman itself a lot if time and patience to get used to their new environment. Lucky for her she was not the only female on board. There seemed to be another woman who was recruited by the pirates long ago. She however had nothing against her and welcomed her with open arms just like the captain who unlike her had more than just one reason to accept her with joy.

Days passed and she slowly started to open up more and socialise with the people on board more and more. Weeks passed and she laughed and fought side by side with them. Months passed and she shared memories of her childhood with the people off the Kid pirates and heared a few of theirs. But it was after a year with them when the woman Eustass Kid took in his crew with pure joy, told the people she grew fond of that her father was a important person at the revolutionary army and that she therefore was also a part of them. She thought that they might throw her out and get mad at her secrecy but nothing happened. In fact they were glad she told them something important as this. But most of all they were happy to see that the woman that kept quiet for so long opened up to them to this extent.

While they all thought nothing else of it and kept going as if nothing happened one person in particular seemed to grow angrier day by day. He locked himself up in his cabin or his workshop and only came out when it was necessary which got the crew worried more and more.

It was well known for his mates that their captain was a naturally reckless man but never over nothing. He was going mad at the most unnecessary and simple things. When they docked on islands Kid would usually celebrate, drink more and more. He wouldn't give a damn about anyone and would have a great time. But since he became quite temperamental and gloomy for no reason in particular he kept staying in his cabin. He would always give all of his crew mates a list of supplies and get back in his workshop and ignore his first mates question if he doesn't want to come out for a while. Even when he slammed the door shut behind him his first mate who was also his best friend would keep telling him that it was not okay for him to stop talking to his people. After all it was them that worked for him and respected him. But the only thing the blond man would get was a annoyed and angry "Fuck off!".

Now one and a half year later, after he recruited the female bold fencer, the crew would find him knocking on the door of her bedroom at least twice a week. And when she wouldn't be in her bedroom when he came he would simply enter and just wait for her inside, no matter how long it took her to come back to her room. Just like now.

Kid took a quick glance at the clock at the wall over her desk that was occupied by probably a dozen books for her researches. A smile spread over his red lips that turned into a small chuckle when he remembered how happy she got when he came back yesterday with a bunch of new books. When he told her that Killer included some novels to the already enormous pile of books they came back with her face light up. How can someone like reading that much. It's a waste of time when it's not informative. Kid who was sitting on her bed stood up and walked up to her desk and took a look at her notes of the task he gave her. With a little too much of a proud smile he leaned back and took her notebook in his hands and went through it to kill some time. Not long after, the door to the room he was sitting in was opened by its owner.

"Oh I'm sorry did you wait long?", a woman with two swords attached to her small waist entered with a genuine smile on her plum lips with the colour of a deep pink. "Not at all. I was going through your notes and I'm am surprised how much informations you found out in such a short period. It really was a good idea to get you to be a part of my crew.", said the red haired man without looking up from the book in his hands. He was taking his time reading because he didn't wanted to leave so soon. He wanted to have a reason to stay in her room with her without anyone else. He wanted her to himself all alone. But he never dared and will never dare to say it out loud.

He came to her again just like any other time since months now with the hope of her coming and sitting on his lap on her own. He wanted her to hold his face in her small and tender hands while caressing his cheeks in the painful slow pace she always did. He wanted to bury his face on her neck and breath in her scent that got him addicted. He felt small, he felt weak, he felt stupid when she was around. Because he knew that he was helplessly in love with a woman that was to good for him and would probably leave as soon as the no. 2 of the revolutionary army would order her over. The thought of a man that could get her to any place in the world got him angrier than necessary.

Kid pushed everything aside. All of his emotions and the need to hold her just to lean on her desk and take a pen and paper and work on her notes. Focus and ignore her you fool. He told himself off and tried his best to bury his need to take a look at her in the deepest corner of his heart. So it came that he was now working on her notes while every now and than asking her what she meant with a specific note or if the information that was given to her is trustworthy or not. A hour passed and Serena took a shower and changed into a pair of shorts and an oversized sweater she recently purchased. She was sitting in her bed and read a novel when she let out a quiet yawn. She put her book on her nightstand and got under her blanket just to realise that she wasn't alone. Her green orbs fell upon her captain that was silently doing her work. When was the last time he had eight hours of sleep? Can't he relax for a bit? Every time I see him he is either in his workshop or on sea. "Kid? Aren't to going to sleep or at least rest for a bit?"

A soft and gentle voice replaced the calm silence and made the red haired man's heart race while his body turned warm. He felt like he had a fever and was about to collapse when he heard the bed behind him shift. He didn't move a bit or said anything until he felt her soft hands on his shoulders. "You should go to bed. Rest a bit. You need a healthy dose of sleep and resting otherwise you won't be able to fight properly, you know?"

Kid said nothing. He didn't reply to her or move. "Kid? You alright?", and again he didn't gave a answer but closed his eyes and turned around just to sit her down on his lap. "Stay. Stay like that for a while. I know that you want me to leave and I will do so but for now just stay like that and let me hold you for a bit."

The usually loud and aggressive captain was holding onto the female fencer like a child while his face was buried between her shoulder and neck. The feared captain was slowly breathing in her scent and letting out a hardly audible whimper. But Serena heard it what made her shiver slightly out of shook. She carefully placed her hands on his face and made him look in her eyes but the stubborn man refused to do so. He kept his eyes closed and his jaw clenched out of anger towards himself. What the actual fuck am I doing?! What is wrong with me? Why is my fucking heart racing?! GOD, stop it!! The captains cheeks were softly caressed by the woman he sat on his lap. While doing so she waited for him to hopefully open his eyes and allow her a look into his onyx black eyes. She didn't want to push him to something he didn't wanted so she kept quiet and gave him time to relax. While doing so she place her forehead against his and hummed a soft melody that seemed familiar to the captain of the worst generation but he couldn't quite get why it was so familiar and comforting.

Still not opening his eyes Kid spoke in a low and quiet voice "Would you mind me sleeping next to you for tonight?", a smile grew on Serenas lips and made a chuckle follow. "How come you are able to speak so nice and so.. I don’t know... gentleman like? No, thats not it. Let's just say it was really really nice and respectfully said.", said the green eyed woman while leading him to her bed and tugging him in. "Don't make me regret my word choice. I can go back to cursing and insulting you in any minute, woman."

The laughter of Serena filled the comforting silence that lingered in the room. A laughter that made the heart of the man laying at the right of the bed jump in joy. "And there we have our rude captain back. I kinda missed your rudeness around me. It's kinda entertaining and funny. I mostly like to see you and Killer fight with him always stating facts and you just yelling around a bunch of angry - No's- like a child.", with a smile upon her lips she made a little fun of the man she loved to have close to her. She liked spending time with him. She loved it when he came to her to complain about a failed plan of his or that of his first mate. She really appreciated when he searched for her whenever he needed to calm down and get away form his responsibilities as the captain. And everytime she would drop anything and anyone just to give him all of her attention as long as she could help. But everytime she did so the tall and muscular man wondered why she acted that way towards him because he knew that he wasn't someone easy-going.

"You're really annoying. Everytime I come to see you, you make me regret it.", Kid rolled his eyes to show his annoyance to support his point while still wearing a tiny friendly smile on. Serena laid down and pulled her blanket up to her shoulder right before she placed a hand under her pillow and her other hand lovingly on her captains cheek. Kid closed his eyes and did exactly what he asked her for. Sleeping and laying next to her with the hope of being able to suppress his need to hold her tightly in his arms and to calm his racing heart. But sadly she only knew about his wish of just being allowed to sleep next to her. Carefully she went through his hair to help him sleep when he took her wrist and held her back from making any other move. "Woman, your annoying. Let me sleep in peace."

Serena was hurt and felt her heart aching more than any other day but she said nothing else beside apologising and taking her hand back. "Good night cap."

She slowly turned around with now her back facing the sleepy big figure of the man beside her. Out of all the men around the world her heart chose to love him. A reckless and unpredictable man. A man that does not hesitate to kill and destroy when he wanted or needed to. She, a woman with a loving and sweet personality. A woman who probably could marry a king or a Prince ended up loving a pirate, a criminal hated and feared by any person with a sense of sanity. I should have stayed with my father and never accepted this mission Sabo gave me. A tear fell down her cheek when she heard the man, who owned her heart and soul without even knowing, lightly snore.

And just like that another night passes for the two lovesick pirates without them knowing that their feelings were actually returned.

[ardett]

all dead hearts to you

Description: George and Dream have never met in person. It isn’t a problem until Dream calls George to tell him he’s going to kill himself.

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Author’s Note: Not me crashing recklessly into another fandom (also this is assuming sapnap went home to Texas after living with dream idk let me live)

title from Dead Hearts by Stars

also I'm new here, anyone wanna give me a welcome to the boys?

warnings: suicide warning (obviously) but no actual suicide, general anxiety and panic attacks

It’s 3am when George gets Dream’s call. 

Late, but only really for him. It’s still before midnight in Florida, right around 10pm. He’d like to say that he’s so practiced with converting time zones that he doesn’t even have to think about it but he still has to count backwards on his fingers, thinking on the jump between late late nights and early mornings.

He’s still awake but the leds in his room have been turned to red, set to the dimmest mode. He was streaming with Quackity up until about half an hour ago and his room has settled back into quiet again.

He feels the thrum of anxiety as he hears the ringtone. Dream usually only calls him when George is about to sleep through something important or if he’s on the road. George wonders if he forgot something today or maybe he let something slip on his call with Quackity.

Now that it’s on his mind, he realizes that he hasn’t heard from Dream all day. Or yesterday?

They’ve both been busy, though George has been busy with the usual things and Dream said something about needing to put his affairs in order or whatever that meant. They usually text at least but even that has been quieter.

George grabs his phone off his desk and picks up the call.

“Dream. What’s up?” he asks. George runs a quick hand through his hair, checking his screen quickly. It’s a real phone call, not even a discord call. “Hey, I’m putting you on speaker. I’m gonna put on my pajamas.”

He’s about to set the phone on his dresser when Dream says, “Oh, I probably shouldn’t be on speaker.”

There’s something off in his tone. Something flat. It sets George’s nerves on edge. 

“Yeah? Okay.” George tucks the phone back by his ear, slumping back on his bed. “Did you have something you had to tell me?”

“Yeah. George, I’m going to kill myself.”

Everything in George stills.

And then starts to spin.

“What?”

“I’m going to—”

“You’re not serious.” George jerks upright, ignoring the lightheaded feeling sinking its fingers into his skull. “Dream, this isn’t funny.”

“I don’t think it is. It’s just going to happen.” 

There’s not even a tremor in Dream’s voice. George can’t feel anything past the bone deep shock in his system.

All he can think of is Dream, wrists bloody and split open. Dream, fingertips dusted white with the residue of unnamed pills. Dream, rope burns fracturing the long line of his neck. 

Dream, dead.

How is he even going to do it? Is he actually going to do it? George wants to ask but then he realizes he doesn’t want to know.

He imagines the first time he sees Dream in person is when he attends his funeral.

He imagines all the words he’s held in for so long, waiting and waiting for the moment he could say them to Dream face to face, finally being said to dead air.

But George can’t say that so all he manages is an obstinate, “No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“Stop disagreeing with me.”

“George,” Dream laughs. Laughs.

George feels dizzy with the disbelief swirling inside him. Surely this can’t be happening. What reason would Dream have to make this up though? Dream would never joke about something like this. Why is he laughing? 

How can Dream be so casual when George’s world is shattering? 

He doesn’t know what a future without Dream looks like.

They’ve always lived miles apart but Dream has never felt so far away. George has never felt like this. Like he couldn’t reach him.

“Dream.” Dream’s laugh cuts off as soon as he hears the plea in George’s voice. “Is something wrong? Are you— I can come there. I can be with you tomorrow. Sapnap can stay with you again. You don’t have to do this—”

“I know. But I want to. So I’m going to.” Any trace of mirth is gone. Dream sounds the same way he did when he decided he was going to break a world record or make YouTube work for him.

Determined. Steadfast. His voice has the steely confidence of knowing he won’t fail.

Usually it’s inspiring but now the familiarity of it just makes George sick. He’s never known Dream to be someone content with failure.

George's phone digs into his palm as his grip spasms. He tastes blood.

And he doesn’t even know why yet.

“What happened? Whatever it is, we can fix it.”

Dream sighs. “Nothing’s wrong, George.”

“There has to be something wrong. You can tell me,” George insists. Then he changes tactics and lies through his teeth. “I swear I won’t tell anyone else. We can work this out together, just the two of us. Just tell me what’s wrong.”

“I already told you nothing’s wrong,” Dream repeats.

“Then why would you… do that?” George trips over the word, rephrases it instead.

And then Dream rips that tiny defense to shreds.

“You can say it you know,” Dream says. “I’m going to kill myself. You should probably get used to it actually. People are going to ask you about it. I’m sorry about that,” he adds as an afterthought. 

The harsh, blunt words sting against George’s skin.

“Don’t apologize,” he strangles out. “Don’t apologize for that out of everything. Just don’t do it.”

“George,” Dream breathes, exasperated.

“I just don’t understand,” George begs. For the first time, his voice wavers.

Dream, cold gun in his cold hands. Dream, long limbs hanging over the railing of a bridge as he stares down. Dream, slumped over his table with a bottle of vodka nestled near his feet. 

Dream, dead.

Dead.

Dead.

“Don’t cry, okay?” Dream’s voice softens. George forgot how gentle Dream could be with him when he wanted. 

“I didn’t want to make you cry. Look, it’s just…” Dream trails off. Eventually, he continues even quieter. “This is it, you know? This is the top, this is the peak. It can’t go on like this forever, crazy numbers on videos and trending on twitter and all that shit. I’d rather go out like this than wait to hit the bottom. Doesn’t that make sense?” Dream persuades.

“No,” George insists, all the air leaving his lungs at once.

“Come on, George. Can you even picture yourself growing old? What happens when we’re 30, 40, and all of this is gone. Do you want that?”

The sick part of it all is that George has imagined the future. He imagines it lovingly, not viciously. Not like this.

He imagined a future with Sapnap and Bad and Karl and Quackity but most of all with Dream. He wants so badly to be with him. Sapnap talked about living together, how great parts of it had been, how he would have stayed if he hadn’t had to return home for family, and George so selfishly wants that for himself.

And he’s always known that’s not what Dream pictured. Dream doesn’t want what he wants. Dream doesn’t want to grow old with someone, much less George.

Can you even picture yourself growing old?

It hurts because George can and he always wanted it to be with Dream.

“What are you even saying? Do you want me to kill myself too?” George bites. He scrubs viciously at his eyes and stabs at the power button of his computer, teeth piercing into his lip as he waits for it to turn on.

“No, no, of course not. I would never— Come on, that’s obviously not what I’m saying.”

George fumbles with his keyboard, pulling up his discord messages with Sapnap.

He just needs someone else to help him, someone else to know. Someone who can do what he can’t. Someone who isn’t as fucking helpless as him, who doesn’t live an ocean away and who has never seen Dream in person and has never touched Dream, not once, has never known what the sun feels like in Florida.

Of course he was lying when he said this was going to stay between the two of them.

This isn’t the kind of thing he can do alone.

 George: Sapnap dream says hes going 

George: to kill himself

George: you have to get someone to him

George: call 999 

George: 911

 Sapnap: what

 George: please now sap Im on the phone with him

 Sapnap: are you joking

 George: no

George: do it

George: please fast now

 “Are you typing?” Dream questions, a note of warning in his tone.

George jerks. “No, I—”

He’s cut off by a beeping from his phone. 

His heart stops.

“What’s that sound?” Dream asks.

Sapnap is calling him.

George can picture him, knee jumping as he clutches his phone, hoping against hope that George is joking. He can practically hear the adrenaline trembling in Sapnap’s voice, can see the way Sapnap stands and paces.

He can’t answer though. He can’t leave Dream.

George declines the call, hand shaking.

“Who was that?” The question is flat.

“No one,” George says too quickly.

“No one?” Dream repeats. Only a second or two passes before George hears the same beep through his phone speaker, this time coming from Dream’s end. “Wow look who’s calling me. Sapnap. Wonder if he changed his name to No One,” Dream says without emotion.

 Sapnap: fck are you serious

 George bites his tongue, wincing.

“Dream—”

 George: y

 George can’t manage to type anything more before Dream snarls, “You’re such a fucking snitch, you know that? It’s fine though, I thought this might happen. I was gonna call him after you, for the record.” It almost sounds like Dream is smiling. George’s heart twists. Why is he smiling? “I know you have to try as a friend to save me, or whatever you want to call it, but you really don’t have to. I want to do this. I’m going to.

“It’s not like you could really stop me anyway,” Dream continues. “You don’t even know where I live. You barely know what I look like. What, are you going to ask the police to search the entire state of Florida?”

“Sapnap knows,” George whispers. 

He tries to shake off the savagery seeping into Dream’s voice. He tells himself Dream is defensive, Dream is nervous, Dream is scared. Dream isn’t thinking about what he’s really saying.

Though things have never mattered before, the fact George has never been to Florida, that George has never seen Dream in person. But now Dream is weaponizing them against him, forcing George to acknowledge that for everything their relationship is, it can never replace an in person friendship. And Dream has always been a better fighter than George.

“No, he doesn’t. Me and Sap rented a house, remember? We never went to my house. I never sent him my actual address, I checked.” And Dream sounds so smug. Like he won.

George’s gaze darts back to his computer. 

But he already knows Dream isn’t a liar.

 Sapnap: I dont know his address

Sapnap: fuck

Sapnap: Im calling bad

Sapnap: dont let him hang up

 “People are so dumb about it, you know? They tell all their friends and then they get caught before actually doing it,” Dream goes on, not paying attention to George’s disconsolate silence.

“But you’re telling me,” George mutters. Hopelessness strings through him.

Sapnap isn’t writing anything else. George can only hope Bad picked up.

“Yeah but you’re literally in another country. What are you going to do about it?” 

George can’t manage any words. He doesn’t even know if he remembers how to breathe. 

Dream is right, he always seems to be right. George just wishes it wasn’t about this. Anything but this. He has to believe that Sapnap and Bad will figure something out. He has to trust them.

“Just think about how many people are found before they actually do it,” Dream goes on in George’s quiet. “Because they can’t commit. Most people are cowards. It’s dumb honestly. Just do it or don’t.”

“Don’t then,” George whispers.

His eyes burn with unshed tears. His fingers spasm on his bedsheets.

He doesn’t know what Dream wants. Does he want George to beg? To get on his knees and plead with him to save his own life? Because he would in a heartbeat but he doubts it would make a difference. 

Dream sighs. “I feel like you’re not listening to me, George.”

“No, I am.” George’s voice rises with his wrath. Suddenly all his terror and frustration comes to a bursting point. “I’m listening. I’m listening to you talk about killing yourself. I just think you’re wrong. I think it would be a lot fucking braver to stay alive even if your views go down, even if you’re not fucking famous, Dream. What the fuck? You’re a fucking coward for trying to leave!” George’s breaths heave through the staticy phone microphone. His fear and anger wind him.

There’s a moment of emptiness.

Then, lip curling, Dream says, “Trying to leave you?”

George chokes.

“What?”

“Don’t try and pull this card, George. That’s what you’re trying to say, isn’t it? I’m a coward for leaving everyone behind? For leaving you?” 

Dream’s voice drowns out George’s. George flinches, though Dream can’t see it. 

“Don’t be so fucking selfish. I hate that, you know that?” Dream growls. “Everyone thinks they’re enough to save someone all by themselves. Wow, the sheer force of your love just fucking yanked me back from the edge of a cliff, give me a fucking break,” Dream scoffs. George’s ribs feel tight. “You can’t just reverse psychology or guilt me out of this.”

“Jesus, Dream, is it so hard to believe that maybe I care about you and I don’t want you to fucking die?” George grits out. 

The room swims before him. He can’t remember how to uncurl his fingers.

“Well it’s not up to you, is it?” Dream practically smirks.

And that’s it, isn’t it? The winning phrase. Because Dream’s right. 

It’s not up to George. 

George can only listen helplessly as Dream considers his own grave. He’s a constant witness to the storm that is Dream. He was always grateful to be dragged along in Dream’s hurricane winds and now he dreads the day they calm.

“You’re being cruel,” George murmurs. His aggression leaves him as soon as it came.

“I’m being honest,” Dream contends.

George sinks his head into his hands. “Why did you even call me then? To— to gloat?”

Dream’s voice goes low and quiet, vulnerable. George’s insides twist and melt and contort. “No, no, I just… I don’t know. I just wanted to talk to you one more time.”

“Don’t say that,” George hisses. The words are half muffled into his palms.

“Don’t say what?” Dream asks defensively.

“Don’t say one more time. You can’t— you can’t—'' It all hits George at once. He’s going to lose him.

He’s going to lose Dream.

Before he knows it, he’s sobbing into the phone, loud ugly heaving sobs. “Don’t do it, Dream. I’m serious. Please— Just wait for one of us to get there. We can be with you. We can help.”

Dream’s voice hardens again. “You mean you can stop me.”

“Dream—” George starts to beg, trying to figure out how to lie without Dream catching him.

But Dream beats him to it. 

“I’m gonna hang up now—”

Panic rips through George. The shock of it physically hurts in his veins, in his heart.

“No!” he almost screams. “Dream, Dream, don’t hang up—”

“Oh my god, relax. I’m calling Sapnap. I’m not doing anything yet.” He can almost hear Dream rolling his eyes. It’s not comforting.

George sniffles. He knows it sounds pathetic. He’s not one for pity but if it gets Dream to keep talking with him, he’s willing to stoop to any low. He just doesn’t know if he can believe Dream.

“Can’t you just… stay on the phone with me?” 

“What, forever? Is that your plan? Just keep me on the line until someone inevitably finds me somehow?” Dream mocks.

Yes.

“No,” George says instead because he thinks it’s what Dream wants to hear.

Dream switches tactics. George recognizes the persuasion in his tone. 

“Don’t you want me to call Sapnap? Shouldn’t he also get the chance to talk with me?” Dream questions.

Guilts rests against George’s ribs. 

Of course he wants Sapnap to get the chance to talk to Dream. What if this is their last chance to talk? But George is too selfish to think about it much.

“That’s not what you’re asking me. Don’t try and pull that shit. You’re asking me to hang up. You’re asking for me to say goodbye and I’m…” George’s voice drops, almost inaudible. “I’m not ready.”

“George…” Dream’s voice trails off. His next words are nearly silent, something bitter and mournful about them. “You know I love you, right?”

“I know,” George mumbles.

“Are you gonna say it back to me?” Dream demands. George doesn’t know what holds him back now but something does.

“You know I do, Dream, why—”

The dial tone rings in George’s ears.

Dream hung up.

-

Not even 30 seconds pass, not nearly enough for the abrupt end of their call to sink in, when George’s phone is ringing again. He fumbles with his screen but manages to pick up.

“George?”

George’s heart sinks. It’s not the voice he wants to hear. That he needs to hear.

“Bad?”

“Yeah,” Bad affirms. “Are you okay?”

“Am I okay? Am I—” George scoffs and it feels like it rips his throat. He feels like he wants to scream. Like he wants to punch a wall. Like he would give anything to be somewhere warmer right now. “No, I’m obviously not okay, Bad. He’s going to— to—”

“I know. Sapnap told me.” 

Bad’s voice is collected, even. It just makes George more frustrated. How can everyone be so fucking calm about this? 

“George, just try to take some deep breaths, okay?” George ignores the suggestion. “Sapnap is on the phone with Dream. He just hung up on me to talk to him. I’m driving there right now, okay?”

George pauses. Something cold washes over him. He doesn’t know yet if it’s relief.

“You’re— you’re driving to Dream?”

“Yes,” Bad affirms. “We just have to keep him talking to someone for the next hour—”

“Hour? Are you serious? That’s too long!” George knows he’s screaming now. He doesn’t care.

“George—”

“We have to call an ambulance, the police. There has to be someone we can call.” 

George squeezes his eyes shut, trying to think of other ways they could possibly get there in time. He comes up blank. He can’t accept it. He can’t.

Dream, alone. Dream, bereft. Dream, dead.

“I know but I can’t— I was trying to tell you.” Bad’s words are muffled. It sounds like he’s biting the inside of his cheek. He confesses, “I don’t know his exact address. Sapnap is going to try and get it while he talks to him. I’m driving to Orlando and hopefully Sap knows it by the time I get there but we’re just—”

“No, no, no—”

George thinks of Bad arriving just in time to find Dream’s body still warm. He’s going to be sick. His chest hurts. His lungs burn.

“Try and take some deep breaths—” Bad placates as George speaks over him.

“I’m never going to talk to him again. He’s going to kill himself.” George is spiraling. He can’t stop himself.

“George, I’m going to get there in time.” But Bad doesn’t sound sure of himself. George zeros in on the weakness.

“You don’t know that,” George hisses.

“This is hard for all of us, George!” George startles at Bad’s yell. He’s heard Bad raise his voice before but never at him, never seriously. “I’m sorry,” Bad apologizes, words quieting again. George hears a sniffle through the phone. 

Bad’s crying. 

God, George is a terrible person. He didn’t even think to check in on Bad. Bad’s the one who might find Dream halfway there or already committed. He’s the only one who’s even close to being able to do something and maybe that’s the worst position to be in.

To be so close and lose a friend anyway.

“You don’t have to apologize. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t… I know it’s hard for all of us. I know you’re doing everything you can. You’re doing more than me.” George tries to laugh but it gets stuck in his throat. It’s not funny anyway.

“It’s going to be okay,” but it doesn’t even sound like Bad believes himself.

“I don’t think I can talk about this anymore,” George murmurs. He feels exhausted. There’s so much adrenaline coursing through him that it hurts. “Can we just talk about something else just… just for a little?” he begs. Like anything could distract him from this.

“Yeah George.” George can hear the sympathy in Bad’s voice. He’s too far gone for the pity to bother him. “Let me— Let me tell you about what I did this weekend on the SMP.”

George sucks in a sharp inhale. “Not— not the SMP. Can you talk about something else?” 

“Of course,” Bad agrees easily. “So last Friday I went to visit my family…”

George lets Bad talk in the background. Every once in a while, one of them will sniffle or sob or take a breath that’s too shaky to be normal. Neither of them mentions it.

George listens to people walk past his window, their voices carrying up into the stars.

The noises of the highway drone on through his phone.

Bad drives.

-

George thinks about what it would be like to go on without Dream.

He’ll never be the same, he already knows. It will haunt him for years. For the rest of his life. The thought of being so close to someone and then losing them.

Death is natural. He knows that. But it’s the intentionality of it that aches the most. The idea that Dream would leave behind everything for something so painful and unknown.

And George just knows… part of him will die with Dream and never come back. 

George doesn’t know who he’ll be with that part missing.

part 1/3, though the next update won’t really be an update but it will be soon

[hazbincalifornia]

Mine

Chapter 19:  Blitzo gets some release... eventually.

Warnings: Mpreg, explicit sexual content. The actual smutty stuff starts after the line partway through.

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Blitzo stared up at the balcony, one eye twitching as the rope tied to it flapped in the wind. Stolas was somewhere out of sight- probably laid out on the bed with a rose in his mouth. At the thought, Blitzo could feel his lower muscles clench and he gritted his teeth.

An hour ago, when he’d sent the text message, there had been no response. Not even a read notification. Stolas had practically been begging him to come over before, what was the deal? Was he busy? Oh sure, great, the one time Blitzo needed him...

He’d sent another message. Then another one. By the fourth (approximately seven minutes after the initial text) Blitzo was starting to bounce on the bed again, groaning as heat burned him from the inside out. Visions of feathers and the sharp snap of a beak danced through his head, and one hand clutched at his stomach, claws digging just barely into the skin to keep him from slipping away entirely as the other hand jabbed the ‘call’ button.

It went to voicemail.

“Stolas. Answer your goddamn phone. Ghhh-” His hand had drifted back down between his legs. “F-fuck, you’re the one that always wants me to pound you, so will you be there when I actually need you? I need to feel your tight little ass and your soft feathers and bite into your neck, I wanna watch you go red and feel you pulsing around me.” The bedframe squeaked as he humped the mattress for emphasis. “I swear to fuck if it was possible I’d give you all this back, fuck you full until you know what it’s like to be carrying this little bastard. You’re gonna be my bitch and you’re gonna like it.” Blitzo panted for a moment. “Call me back, because we are going to fuck or I’m shoving a cactus up your ass, got that?”

Blitzo had then jabbed ‘end call’ and fell back on the bed, pulling his fingers out of himself and staring at the ceiling for a minute as his heart pounded. He was about to reach for the dildo again when his phone started buzzing- Stolas had responded by sending several texts, one right after another.

!!!!

That’s wonderful Blitzy! I was in a meeting, I’m so sorry!

Stella should have left just an hour ago, I’ll check but the house is ours for a few days. Your timing is impeccable.

Do you need a ride over?

Blitzo had rolled his eyes and replied, swiping his jizz-soaked hand on the pillow to clean later.

its fine i hve a van. b over ther soon

Another reply from Stolas.

❤️ I assume you’ll want to use the front door, I’ll tell the servants to let you in. The balcony might be difficult in your condition.

Blitzo had hissed at that, glaring down at the phone.

ru saying i cant do it? fck u, Ill go up the usual way

Are you sure? It’s no trouble.

just b ready

Blitzo scrubbed his legs down with five different washcloths in the bathroom and pulled on pants- and they were nice tight ones that showed off his butt too. He stuffed his phone in the pocket before tugging on the lightest shirt in his closet- a long-sleeve mesh thing he’d gotten for partying. It had been a crop top before, so at least when it rode up he could pretend it was supposed to look like that. He considered for a moment before deciding against a light jacket- he was gonna be going straight to the mansion and in the van for most of the way. Finished, he struck a pose in the mirror, and yeah, maybe it was the unbelievably horny hormones, but he looked and felt hot as shit right now.

Then, of course, he’d reached the mansion and realized that he needed to scale a rope up fifty feet while pregnant, and some of the enthusiasm drained away as the brat shifted around inside of him.

“Okay. You’ve done weirder shit,” Blitzo said aloud, cracking his knuckles before curling both hands and his tail around the rope. Climbing ropes were easy. He could do this in his sleep. Probably had at some point, or at least while drunk. He’d been in the circus and did all kinds of crazy physical stunts for IMP, a single rope while he had some weight around his middle was nothing.

He got about three feet off the ground before realizing that the whole ‘fucked center of gravity’ thing combined with the sweat on his palms and slick already starting to soak his pants might pose a problem. No matter, he could still do this. He steeled himself, fingers flexing around the nylon as he shimmied up a bit more, thighs clamping and releasing as his hands moved up over each other.

Left. Right. Left. Right. Squirming inside that made him lose his grip. The rope burned as he slid down, legs getting double-soaked in the slick already starting to make the line smell like a glory hole.

His phone buzzed, but checking it would require letting go of the rope, and nothing was going to make him do that. He snarled, starting to climb again. Left. Right. Left. Right. Time slipped away as he laser-focused on trying to get up the damn rope. Come on, he’d done it a couple times before and he’d always made it, he wasn’t going to be a fucking pussy-

“Sir?” A voice that reminded Blitzo of an airport announcer cleared its throat from behind Blitzo and he nearly lost his grip again, biting back a yelp.

“What the fu-”

It was an imp in a spiffy little suit with a mouth pressed into a thin line and a cracked horn. Butler, probably. “His highness Prince Stolas had requested that I make sure that you were alright.” His fingers were interlaced tightly enough that Blitzo could see the veins popping out. “If you need, I can escort you to his room.”

“I know where his fuckin’ room is, that’s where I’m going,” Blitzo snarled.

“It’s been fifteen minutes since you arrived, sir. He’s waiting.” The ‘sir’ had enough venom to kill a Magne, and Blitzo looked up to the balcony, then down to the ground. He doubted he’d cleared twenty feet and his palms were feeling slippery again.

There was a moment of contemplation before he started sliding back down. “Not one fucking word from you, got it?”

The other imp just nodded, directing them to a side door. At least Blitzo was taller than him so he could feel a little less like a kid caught pissing in the parking lot, and at least these pants were absorbent enough to not leave a trail.

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It was like a reverse walk of shame, considering he hadn’t even gotten laid yet. The little butler was, mercifully, good at being quiet, only existing by the clicks of his little feet on the floor and the fact that Blitzo saw him out of the corner of his eye while doing his best to stare straight ahead. He knew vaguely where Stolas’s room was going the normal way, but today the mansion felt labyrinthine, conniving to keep Blitzo from getting to the damn bed. He was pretty sure he was squeaking as he walked now.

After about five agonizing minutes in which he sorely regretted wearing tight pants considering his cock was already straining at them, they finally neared the right room, and Blitzo could practically smell Stolas through the door, all rich cologne and earthy soil and cinnamon. The butler knocked only once before nearly getting knocked out when it flew open, smacking him in the face. Blitzo barely noticed, staring up and up at Stolas who was dressed in only a loose bathrobe.

Man. For having only not seen the guy for two days, he’d somehow managed to forget just how huge he was.

He didn’t have very long to contemplate that thought however as Stolas scooped him up in his arms, twirling him around like a doll with pupils glowing white. “Ohhhh, I’m so excited! And you dressed up for the occasion too, what a sexy little top there.” One finger traced over his belly, hooking at the bottom of the mesh. “Leaves nothing to the imagination…”

If he wasn’t going to mention the rope thing going tits-up, Blitzo wasn’t either. “Yeah, yeah, I’m a sex god and you want me, can we just get to the part where I get to fuck you already? You have no idea how uncomfortable is is to be walking around dripping like a faucet.”

Stolas laughed, nuzzling against Blitzo’s cheek before settling him down on the bed. “You certainly seemed eager on the phone! So no roleplay for now?”

“Just get your feathery butt over here so I can pound it into bird-meat,” Blitzo growled, frantically tugging at his pants as Stolas gave a pleased hoot, shedding his robe in mere seconds before crawling atop the bed, already aroused.

“So forceful when you talk dirty…”

“You like that, don’t you?” Blitzo considered taking his sweaty shirt off before realizing that was coordination he didn’t have at the moment, considering his fingers had gotten slippery just trying to remove his damn pants. He liked this shirt, he didn’t want to tear it. Taking in a deep breath, (fuck, Stolas the full thing smelled so much better than just his stupid shirt had) he peeled his underwear off, chucking them across the room hard enough that they hit the wall with a soft ‘splat’ and slid down, leaving a slimy trail. Red fingers curled around gray thighs, spreading Stolas wide with a snap as the prince let out a tiny ‘eep’.

“Right to it then!” His tone was eager, toe-claws flexing in and out as Blitzo reached between his own legs to coat his fingers more thoroughly in whatever pre-jizz junk had been oozing out of him for too damn long.

“You’re so eager, aren’t you?” Blitzo could practically feel his voice lowering as his cock pressed the rest of the way out, oozing more of the lube-juice against his fingertips. “You want me inside of you, filling that perky little ass of yours until you can’t fucking walk.”

“Yes, yes!” Stolas wiggled a little with a wide grin as Blitzo shifted closer, lifting the owl up so he had better access to his backdoor, probing in with his fingers for only a second before driving in hard, getting an absolute howl out of Stolas that faded into a moan.

“You’re mine for however long it takes to get rid of this heat shit, got it? You’re my little toy today, because this is all… your… fucking… fault.” Blitzo accented each of the last four words with a thrust and Stolas gripped at the sheets, tail thumping up and down on the bed with each one. One of the thumps sent a white feather fluttering up and Blitzo stabbed it with his tail, glaring at it as his claws dug into Stolas’s legs. All thoughts were starting to flood his mind except for the heat around him and the legs clutched in his fists. “Mine. You hear that?” He reached up for Stolas’s chest, hauling him up by gripping a handful of feathers with sticky fingers.

Because of his height, Stolas was staring down at him with now-flushed cheeks, but Blitzo couldn’t find it in himself to care because he was still all the way in, walls tightening around his dick with slick spilling out and soaking the sheets. “You’re property of Blitzo as long as I want you.” He grabbed Stolas’s wrist with one hand, shoving the palm flat against his middle. “Your baby, your fucking problem.” The hand still gripping Stolas’s chest tugged him down, pulling him into a kiss as a few downy feathers drifted down to the bedspread.

Blitzo was very, very glad they’d figured out kissing a while ago, because his brain was running on heat-daze and frustration and he never would have been able to figure it out now. He could feel Stolas’s hot breath down his throat and a hot feathered body pressed against his own and the palm on his belly, and when he thrust again he could feel the gasp Stolas made.

“You like that?” Blitzo almost breathed, fire singing in his veins. “Of course you do, I’m fucking good at this. Now lay down and take it like you always want to. You’re mine, and I want all of you.” He smeared some of the lube stuff off his fingers and onto the end of his tail, wrapping it around Stolas’s cock. Stolas fell back on the bed, shuddering a little with a dreamy grin.

“Take me, Blitzy.”

If he hadn’t already been about to pound Stolas to within an inch of his life, the breathy way he said that would have done it.

“You’re asking for it,” Blitzo snarled out, pulling back and snapping forward as his cock squirmed inside of Stolas, the owl throwing a hand over his forehead as the bed snapped against the wall from the force, his tail starting to stroke up and down on Stolas’s length. The smell of Stolas’s arousal was getting him off almost as much as the actual fucking was, and he wanted more of it. “Don’t you want to take advantage of all your hard work? Look at me. I said, look at me.” He smacked at Stolas’s side before continuing jerking him off and all four eyes shot back open. “You put this kid in me, you’re gonna watch as I fuck you right back.”

“I’m watching, I’m watching,” Stolas said, eyes falling back to half-lidded. “You look s-so delicious like that… I could just eat you uuuuuup!” The word dragged as Blitzo curled the tentacle of his cock down, clearly hitting the g-spot from the way that Stolas’s lower eyes started twitching. He started moving his tail up and down faster, curled tightly around Stolas’s length.

“C-could say the same to you, you look and smell so so good…” Blitzo could feel something building, and would have been embarrassed that it was so quick if he hadn’t been trying to bust properly for days now. “Gonna fill you up, take it, take all of it you fucking-” He came before finishing his sentence, gasping as he pumped load after load into Stolas, seeing the owl actually bloat slightly on his thin waist from the sheer volume. Stolas more fell than laid back, panting as Blitzo pulled his tail back, the owl’s cock still twitching and on the edge.

“Mm, so full, B-Blitzy-”

“Finish for me.” It was a voice that invited no discussion. “I want to see you jerk yourself off.”

Stolas nodded, wrapping his fingers around himself and stroking up and down while biting down on the skin under his beak. It only took a few pumps before he cried out Blitzo’s name, semen splattering his feathers as he panted from the aftermath.

“Good bird.” Blitzo looked at Stolas’s sticky fingers as they traced over the owl’s body, palm resting flat upon his slightly-bloated stomach.

“That was more than usual.” The words were light, all four eyes eyes glowing as he prodded at it. “You were excited, weren’t you? Wanted to really fill me up- I don’t know if I’ve ever been able to see it like this before. It felt fantastic, and we match now!”

“Oh, hardehar. Come back when my jizz makes you puke up acid and your gut starts moving.” Still, he couldn’t hold back a half-smile as he rolled his palm over his still-erect cock. “So, good and bad news.”

“Mmmm?” Stolas tilted his head.

“Good news is that I’m ready for another round already.”

“And the bad news?”

“Whatever this heat shit is, it didn’t go away yet.”

Stolas tapped the middle of Blitzo’s face as he grinned. “Ah, so it’s only good news, then.” He pulled Blitzo into a kiss and the imp shifted onto his lap before pressing up against Stolas's face, not caring that Stolas was a sticky mess but only that his mouth and that beak felt perfect at this exact moment.

They had plenty of time, after all, and now that he was here, Blitzo planned to enjoy every damn second of it.

[jksofficialwifey]

Kiss me, Heal me. 3

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: When Jungkook gets injured just before an important game, he sets out to find his soulmate to heal him. In a world where soulmates can heal all kinds of illnesses by kissing, he’s desperate to find his, even if he doesn’t know you yet. What happens if he does find you? Will you kiss a stranger who claims to be your soulmate?

WC: 3k+

Warnings: Smut but it's not who you think it is, Infidelity- but jk has a shitty gf n it's mutual lol, snarky oc at the end.

tags: idiots and enemies to lovers, a lil slowburn, a bit of angst, soulmate culture, smut in the future.

A/N: this is unedited as always so sowee 👅💋 hope ya still like it tho! enjoy loves. :)

pls don’t repost my fic anywhere, if i ever find out you stole my fic idea you’ll regret it. thanks :)

You still couldn't stop thinking about the kiss. Though it was a week ago, and you've been avoiding Jungkook like he had the plague. Also, he went home awkwardly last week after that happened. You wondered if it meant something to him? To you? Of course it meant something to you, you were in-like with him. No matter how hard you tried to deny it, mayhaps you liked him. It really didn't help that you felt like heaven when he kissed you. It kinda makes you think if you were just meant to be healing soulmates and not romantic soulmates. And then there's his girlfriend too, they haven't broken up yet and what if she finds out you kissed his boyfriend? Would that make you a slut? Are you really a slut now? Ugh, maybe you are for Jungkook that is. But no. You should just forget about it, Jungkook doesn't seem like he'll leave his girlfriend for someone like you anyway. Even though you heard they were almost fighting everyday. Your best friend Charlie told you so, of course she asked how last week went and of course you cursed her for making Jungkook scheme with her against you.

But, you also told her about the kiss which she happily squealed when she found out, shipping you both. And then she proceeded to tell you about Jungkook's chaos in paradise. Why did he even kiss you? He's just making you overthink stuff, and it isn't even nighttime yet. Did he just want to help and heal you? Or was it something more? It doesn't matter you kept saying, but maybe you were just trying to convince yourself otherwise.

You went to the library to distract yourself and read some books, and of course like every cliché romance novel- (tho the romance part isn't really true) the person you were avoiding was there. Jungkook and his long curly hair that you hate. Why did he have to be so damn godlike all the time? He was in a casual polo shirt tucked in inside his pants, maybe he didn't have soccer practice today. And he looked so good you were trying not to get wet just staring at him. Maybe he noticed you were ogling him so he decided to stare at you back. But you were still embarrassed and you didn't know how to act around him now, so you went to the back aisle of the library. Not acknowledging that he was calling your name. He didn't let you go though, as he went after you to make your suffering even worse.

"Y/N, hey are you avoiding me?" he suddenly asked. You pretended to be busy reading the book you were holding, just so you didn't have to stare at his handsome face. "Oh. Hey Jungkook, of course I'm not. I'm just busy trying to catch up with school and stuff. Why'd you think so?" you replied indifferently. "You didn't listen to me when I called your name awhile ago, and I haven't seen you around campus so I thought maybe you were avoiding me. Aren't you really?" He said as he moved towards you, making you feel queasy.

"I really am not. I just didn't hear you awhile ago, and besides the whole campus is pretty big maybe we just didn't notice each other." you simply fibbed. "Okay, whatever you say. I just wanted to know how are you feeling btw? Are you feeling better now after we… kissed?" you can't believe his cocky ass would really bring up the kiss. Fck him. "I'm spectacular if you must know. And can we not bring that up ever again please? It doesn't matter anyway." you retorted sarcastically.

"Why not? Are you mad at me because I kissed you? Or are you mad because you loved it?" he said as he moved closer to you trapping you within the shelves. You couldn't breathe but it was also like you didn't care, you wanted him close to you even if you felt like dying inside too. When you finally looked at him in the eye, you weren't surprised that he was staring at you with that playful but concerned look you kinda liked. "Don't be so full of yourself, I only liked it because it healed me. There's no other reason." You tried to shove him off and get away, but he held unto you and placed his hands on your hips. "If that's true, then why can't you look at me more than a minute longer and why are you running away baby?" he whispered into your ear seductively. He then moved to look at your face, and then at your lips. Seemingly wanting to taste them again. And you wanted to taste his too, you remembered how you got almost addicted to his lips the first time you kissed. He leaned in closer and you suddenly remembered you didn't even answer his question yet. But you think you did now as you were kissing him. The kiss didn't last long as you remembered his girlfriend Chaeyoung. It was unfair to her and what if she caught you? You were almost making out with her boyfriend again. The thought was enough to make you pull away from Jungkook, leaving him a little confused.

"Why did you pull away? You can't lie to me, I know you liked kissing me too."

"Yes, maybe I did Jungkook. But it's wrong. You have a girlfriend Jungkook, what are you thinking? What about chaeyoung? Don't you care about what she'd feel?" you reasoned. "I know that, you don't have to remind me. But you're my soulmate Y/N, she's just my girlfriend. And I don't even know what I feel about her anymore, but when I kiss you I don't think about anything or anyone else."

"But we can't do this Jungkook. I can't allow you to cheat on her with me, and I can't allow you to use me while you figure out what you really feel about her. It isn't healthy for the both of us."

"I know baby, I'm sorry. I'm not using you to figure out my feelings for her or forget her, I don't know what it is yet but I feel so good when I'm with you. Can't we just forget about everything for a little while and just let it be?" he said as he cupped your cheeks with his hands. "I don't know Kook, I don't think I can forget that you're with someone else and fool around with you. If things aren't working out for the both of you, why don't you talk it out or break up?"

"It's not that easy to just talk it out with her… and I can't break up with her…" (just yet) Jungkook wanted to add.

"Well what are you planning to do? And what do you want me to do Kook? I don't wanna be the other woman. You surely don't think we'll just mess around while you're still with her?"

"I can't let her go just yet Y/N. I need to think more. But I can't let you go too. You're my soulmate, pls don't give up on me. I just need time to figure things out." Jungkook said dejectedly. "I'll wait for you Kook, I just hope you can make the right decision. Also, It's not like I can avoid you forever. But, maybe it's best if we just stay friends for now. Like friends with no funny business or benefits." You said meaning it seriously but the last part jokingly. Trying to make the mood a little better.

"That's okay with me I guess. Well friend, promise you won't avoid me now?" He looked at you with hopeful eyes.

"Promise. Just don't try to do illegal things to me." You joked. "Okay! Hmm, so you wanna go eat icecream with me at my fave ice cream shop this time?"

"Are you paying for mine? If you are then who am I to say no."

💜💋

"Babe, you feel so good inside me."

"Of course I do, I have the best pussy and you know that."

"Not to ruin the mood, but what about your boyfriend? What if he catches us here? I heard he's built, I'm not saying I'm scared but you know I hate confrontation." The guy said balls deep inside her. "What about him? He doesn't care about me, he's probably fucking someone else too. But I can't break up with him you know? We've gone through a lot, and even if he neglects me I still want & need him. And you can't blame me for wanting someone to fulfill my needs, when he doesn’t anymore. Don't worry about him catching us, he never comes here unless I tell him to. Jungkook is so obedient, but a lousy boyfriend."

After you both finished your ice creams,( you learned his fave was the cookies and cream flavor,) Jungkook didn't want to go home yet. He suggested to go to the bowling alley at the mall, to teach you how to play bowling, because you mentioned you've never played it before.

"You have to hold it like this. Place your middle and ring finger in the top 2 holes and place your thumb into the bottom hole." he instructed, after a while you were almost getting the hang of it, though Jungkook was still the best because he'd made a 'turkey' already. You found out he loved going bowling with his dad, before they fought about his goals and dreams. It's amazing how athletic he is. He's an amazing soccer player, he's good at bowling, he's an exercise muscle pig, he can probably do anything if he puts his mind to it. Maybe the only thing he can't do is leave his girlfriend for you, or like you. But it's not time for your pity party right now.

After a taxing hell week, Jungkook invited you to have a movie marathon with him as a friend at his place, to relax after the horrid week and hangout.

"What movies are we watching this time Kook?" you asked sitting on his bed comfortably, holding a bag of chips to munch on later as you watched movies. "Hmm, I was thinking we could watch all the Iron man movies, and maybe spiderman after."

"Wow you really like Iron man huh?" you teased smirking a little. "Well yeah, only uncultured swines don't." he retorted.

"I really like how pepper stayed by his side through everything. She's a brilliant woman." Jungkook says sometime during the movie. "Yeah, I haven't really seen all the iron man movies till now but I can say they suit each other well. Pun unintended." you laughed at your silly thought, making Jungkook smile too.

You were focusing on the movie when you realized Jungkook's attention wasn't fully on the movie, instead it was at you. He was staring at you and he wasn't even being subtle about it. "Hey creep, why are you staring? You're not planning to murder me are you?" You joked. "I'm not a creep and I'm not planning to murder you, I was just admiring the view." You felt a blush forming in your cheeks at his words. Did he mean he was admiring you? That you were the view? The view isn't even that beautiful though, you thought insecure.

"Stop joking around Kook." you told him shrugging him off. "I'm not though, but I'll stop. Wouldn't want you falling for me even more." He cockily remarked. You knew he was joking but you couldn't help but get pissed a little by his joke. It was like he was trying to rile you up and for what? You couldn't do anything with him. You shouldn't, besides you already had an agreement. "As if Kook, keep dreaming."

"I'll keep dreaming of you then."

"Shut up or I'm really gonna get mad now."

"Okay, okay. I was just teasing babe don't be mad, I'm sorry."

"Let's just continue watching the movie okay?"

"Yeah, of course." he said awkwardly.

💜

You were out buying something at the store when you saw someone familiar passing by. Was that Chaeyoung? Jungkook's girlfriend? After taking the items you bought you followed her, as you were curious if Jungkook was with her at the mall too. But to your surprise she entered a resto, and the guy waiting for her wasn't Jungkook. It was some guy you didn't know but they looked kinda close if you must say. Thinking he was just a friend, you were about to go on your way when you saw at the corner of your eye that they were a little too close to be just friends. She fed him some food and they were sweet with each other. An ugly thought geared in your head. She wasn't cheating on Jungkook wasn't she? But if she were then it would be so unfair to him.

You had the sudden urge to ask her what she was doing when you realized it wasn't your place and your business to butt in. You also remembered that you kissed his boyfriend so you were conflicted. Isn't it hypocritical to hate her for possibly cheating on Jungkook, when Jungkook kinda did the same? Their relationship is kinda fucked up if you think about it, and you don't want to be a part of it. But how can you not be affected when you've already sinned with your soulmate. You decided to go home instead of snitching her to Jungkook, as you thought it wasn't the right time yet. Also, you needed more proof and to know the truth if she really was doing it.

You were back again at Jungkook's place to do a project for school, as the universe decided to make you partners for this class project. Maybe it's the soulmate effect, ew. You should stop being delulu, you thought. You weren't gonna lie and say you don't enjoy spending time with Jungkook though, He was always so adorable and kind. Except for times when his cockiness gets the best of him, he was enjoyable to be around with. "So, which part do you wanna do first?" you asked. "Hmm, maybe the easy one first?" you laughed a little, of course he'd choose the easy part to do. "Okay. You'll do the vocabulary part and I'll do the introduction summary for now." You stated. He agreed and you both proceeded to do the project, chatting occasionally to ask some questions about it. You just finished your tasks for today, when Jungkook decided to make a dad joke and it was actually a good one- or maybe you're just lame that's why you found it so funny that you had tears in the corner of your eyes from laughing so much. Someone decided to knock on his door interrupting your crack fiasco, and you remembered to get yourself together and stop giggling like a crackhead.

"Chaeyoung? Why are you here?" Jungkook said as soon as he opened his door, his girlfriend appearing in front of him. "Because you weren't answering your phone Kook, and now I see why." She retorted, looking at you accusingly. She had put weird extensions on her hair, making her look quite ratchet. But her outfit was kinda nice, it was slutty like her. "Well Y/N's here because we're doing a school project, it's not what you're thinking Chae."

"And what am I thinking Kook? Care to tell me how you know what's on my mind?" she said sarcastically. "I'm just saying the stupid things you're thinking aren't real, babe." Chaeyoung got angry at his statement. "Are you saying I'm stupid Jungkook? How dare you!" she screamed.

"I never said that, you're the one who said it. Are we really gonna fight right now again? Because I don't have the time or energy for it. So can we do it some other time? Not right now when Y/N's here." Instead of being ashamed, the things Jungkook said just seemed to rile up his girlfriend more. "And so fcking what if she's here Kook? I don't care about her, and you shouldn't too. Your business with her is done! You shouldn't be meeting up with her anymore, but look at you hoeing around behind my back." You wanted to defend Jungkook, but you remembered that you did kiss him and that made you feel a little guilty. Though, you agreed to be just friends right now. "I'm not hoeing around Chaeyoung! Stop accusing me of doing things I'm not doing. I care about Y/N because she's my soulmate, and you should respect her as a person if you can't respect us being connected in each other's lives." Jungkook retorted right back at her. "If you're not playing around then why do I feel like you are Kook? A woman's instincts are never wrong. You've been cold to me. And whenever we talk, we just fight. Is it really crazy for me to think that it's because you want something or someone new?" she cried crocodile tears.

"I'm sorry if you feel that way, but It's not wholly my fault. You always seem to find mistakes in me and accuse me of stupid shit I didn't do, that's why we're always fighting. You say I never communicate, but when I try to- you're the one who doesn't listen to me. I don't even know what to do with you anymore Chae. I don't know what to do with us." Jungkook sighed, quite exhausted with the whole conversation they're having. It was so awkward for you to witness them fighting, that you wanted to get out of the room already. So you told Jungkook you were leaving.

"Kook, I'm sorry to butt-in but maybe I should leave now? We're almost done with the project anyway." Jungkook was about to reply and escort you out, but his girlfriend chimed in. "You really only thought to leave now? When you could've done that ages ago? Come to think of it, it's your fault why we're fighting again. You're an annoying little slut." Jungkook was embarrassed and bummed at his girlfriend for insulting you like that, she was being paranoid and a bitch. You decided not to mind her and say anything, even though her bitch ass was really getting into your nerves. "Chaeyoung shut up!" he told her.

"No. Why should I shut up when it's true? It's her fcking fault for being such a flirty whore trying to steal you away from me! You're not even gonna deny it are you?" You couldn't help but answer her as you couldn't take the bullshit she was spouting anymore. "I don't usually respond to background noise and nonsense people, but since you wanted my attention so badly- I'm gonna tell you this. I'm not trying to steal your boyfriend, so please get out of your imagination now, It's not healthy." You retorted snarkily. You were about to get out of the door, but you couldn't help but tell her one last thing before you go,

"And before you call me a whore, make sure you're not one."

And you coolly went out of the door and walked away from them, leaving poor slutty Chaeyoung stunned.

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OVA I - Date gone wrong

Somewhere in Asmo's room, Asmo is trying to find the right outfit for his date. He ends up calling up Ichigo and Haruka to his room.

Asmo: BESTIES I NEED HEEELPP!!!

Ichigo: Sis, what's wrong? What happened??

Haruka: Whoa, I did not expect that-

Why did she say that? Because Asmo's bed is full of clothes and ironically this fashionista can't find a good outfit of the day.

Haruka: What's happening? Why are your clothes all over the place?

Asmo: That is the problem! I have no idea what to wear!!

Haruka: To wear to...?

Asmo: Solomon asked me out on a date... it's been a while since I go out with him and I panicked so here we are!

Ichigo: O-oh! Fashion emergency! Right, right. We'll help you.

Haruka: Yeah, we'll help you!

And they did. First off is just normal things he wears every day, the second one is the cute strawberry dress but he wore that already so here we are on the third option.

Ichigo: This is the one...

Haruka: I think so too!

Asmo: Ah finally, I have a good outfit for the date! Thanks a lot, you two! I owe you one!

Ichigo: It's okay, it's the least we could do... ^^

Asmo: Oh well, it's time for me to do my hair and my make-up. Now out!

Haruka: You're kicking us out?

Asmo: Yes.

Ichigo: I-

Before Ichigo can even talk, she hears the brothers creating chaos again, so they have no choice but to get out and deal with that. Especially since they hear Lucifer's shout of one name,

Lucifer: M A M M O N!!!!!!!!

Ichigo: Okay...guess we do have a reason to get out.

Haruka: Yeah... let's go^^

Once they're out, they see Solomon and Mammon arguing in the hallways with Lucifer facepalming.

Ichigo: What happened?!

Lucifer: As you can see... [sigh]

Mammon: I'm just being a good brother and-

Solomon: How is preventing me from dating your brother is being a good brother?!

Mammon: First off, you are sus! Second of all, my little brother Asmo is too precious for you!

Solomon: .... He's the one who confessed to me first though... :(

Mammon: Still! If you dare hurt my little brother.... [transforms into his demon form] YOU'RE D E A D!

Lucifer: .... [sigh in where should I hang him again]

Solomon: Lucifer, you agree to me dating Asmo right?!

Lucifer: Not quite, but as long as Asmo is happy.

Ichigo: [sigh] Here we go again... Mammon, calm down. They've been dating for years.

Mammon: tsk. He's still sus nonetheless

Lucifer: Mammooooonnn!!

Mammon: Eek! See you, humans! Bye! [runs off]

As Mammon runs off, Asmo appears with Mammon running towards him.

Asmo: Mammon wtf- OmG!! [falls off lol]

Human trio: Asmo!!

Asmo: Nooo! My haiiirr!! ;-;

Asmo: Mammon.... I'm gonna kill you!

Mammon: Got no time for that! [still running away]

Unironically, a certain tall demon is there. Of course, Mammon didn't see that and bumped on Beel yet again.

Beel: Mammon?

Mammon: Hehe... hi...

Beel: What happened? Hey, Asmo, are you okay?

Asmo: NO?! MY HAIR IS RUINED! IT'S NOW ALL DIRTY AND I SPEND MINUTES ON THIS!!

Beel: .... oh...

Lucifer: Beel! Hold him back!

Beel: I am... :D

Mammon: LET GO OF ME!!

Beel: Lucifer told me to hold you back though

Mammon: That doesn't mean you should listen to him!!

Satan: As much as I dislike him, you've crossed the line

Mammon: Tf! Where did you come from?!

Satan: Oh, I was behind Beel.

Mammon: [sad/scared noises]

Lucifer: Thank you, Beel^^ [dragging Mammon away]

Beel: No problem! Enjoy your punishment Mammon!!

Mammon: f*ck you!

Lucifer: ^^Language

Mammon: ugh...

Okay back to Asmo and Solomon and the others.

Ichigo: Do you want me to help you with that hair?

Asmo: .... Uhm... I don't know...

Ichigo: I can always help styling it^^

Asmo: I'm gonna be late though :(

Solomon: It's okay, my love^^ You look just fine. We'll just need to brush them.

Ichigo: That's right! Here let me help you! [brushes Asmo's hair and basically fixing it]

Asmo: Ichigo you saint!! Thank you so much!

Ichigo: You're wel- [sees Solomon and Haruka arguing]

Haruka: Oh ho ho ho since when have you been dating him?

Solomon: ....years?

Haruka: How many years?

Solomon: .... since forever after? HOW THE HECK AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW!

Asmo: 30 years to be exact^^ [glares at Solomon] you didn't remember our anniversary?!

Solomon: I do... I just don't know how many years have we been dating...

Satan: and that's how he got 50 on our math test^^

Solomon:...

Asmo: pfft-

Ichigo: He did?

Haruka: What?

Satan: Ichigo, you're literally in the same class with him.

Ichigo: That's been weeks! How am I supposed to remember?!

Satan: Touche, ironically I'm in a different major yet I remember^^

Ichigo: Whatever. Aren't you guys going on your date?

Solomon: Oh yeah, we are! Let's go, my love^^

Asmo: Let's go!

And so, Asmo and Solomon went on their date, specifically to the human world and Solomon being Solomon uses a portal to get there. Mammon of course is hanged by Lucifer's chandelier, we have no idea how long he's gonna be there though.

Satan: Anyways, what do we do now?

Beel: Eat +w+

Satan: You just frickin eat my APPLE PIE twice!

Beel: You told me I can have it :((

Satan: Right....avatar of gluttony. Shouldn't be surprised.

Ichigo: How about we go to Madam screams, Hon ^^

Beel: Sure, let's go!

With that, this leaves Satan and Haruka alone in the House of Lamentation. The two have no idea what to do, sure Satan has a lot of ideas for this like going to the cat cafe, library, art museum, his least choice is the mall, he dislikes it a lot.

Satan: So, what do you want to do?

Haruka: Hmm... I don't know... maybe I'll just draw or do some karaoke or something. Maybe walk around or....play some games.... probably with Levi if he's around.

Satan: Oh.

Haruka: What?

Satan: So you prefer to hang out with Levi? [leaning closer to her]

Haruka: w-wait no! That's not what I meant- [moving backward bcs why the fck is he so close-]

Satan: Then what do you mean by that? [haha kabedon happens]

Haruka: uh.... [trying to escape] you're too close.... [sweat drops]

Satan: I'm waiting^^

Haruka: I mean.... [hugs him instead] I do like playing games with Levi but I don't mind hanging out with you^^

Satan: .... [blushes a bit bcs Haruka barely does skinship on him]

Haruka: Are you by chance....jealous? Because of me playing with Levi?

Satan: What if I am? You know I'm really possessive about you, right?

Haruka: True...then we'll do what you want! What do you want to do?

Satan: I have a couple of ideas in mind^^

Haruka: Hm? What are they?

Satan: Well we can go to cat cafe, the library, art museum, probably the mall but we'll probably end up in a book store instead.

Haruka: Hmm... how about walking around the garden?

Satan: Hm? Garden?

Haruka: The castle's garden^^

Satan: Can we actually go there?

Haruka: Of course! He'd accept us. Why? Scared?

Satan: Me? Scared? Quite bold of you to assume such things. [more kabedon]

Haruka: Satan! Stop tha- Oh! There's a cat!

Satan: Huh?! Where?! [looks around]

With that, Haruka escapes all the way to the castle leaving Satan confused in house of lamentation.

Satan: ...where did she go??

Meanwhile, in Madam's scream, Beel is enjoying his 2nd plate of waffles as Ichigo watches him as she sips on her drink.

Beel: Oh, you have something near your lips...

Ichigo: Hm? Which part?

Beel: Right here^^ [takes the cream off easily with his finger]

Ichigo: O-oh... [blushes]

Beel: It tastes really sweet by the way^^

Ichigo: Eeeh?!

Beel: It really is

Ichigo: You can just ask if you want some-

Beel: Well where's the fun in that^^

Ichigo: [huffs]

Beel: By the way, do you want some? [offers his waffle]

Ichigo: N-no thanks... I'm not hungry-

Beel: Not even one bite? It's the strawberry one~

Ichigo: F-fine... [accepts Beel's offer]

Internally, Ichigo is really confused. Since when is Beel such a romantic? Well, he always is but since when is he this smooth. He's usually clueless just pretty much viewed as innocent and slow. But here he is.

Beel: Well, I'm more comfortable with you now so I can show you the real me^^

Ichigo: The real you meaning gremlin Beel?

Beel: Not necessarily a gremlin but I can be that if you want me to-

Ichigo: I- no thank you;///;

Beel: Oh too bad, you're so cute to tease^^

Ichigo: Beel! ;////; please-

Beel: Hm? Oh my! You've turned into a cherry! Did I overstep?

Ichigo: ....n-not really but... I-I don't mind this side at all [blushing really hard]

Beel: Alright then^^ [pats her].

Ichigo: I- Uh, your waffle isn't finished yet...

Beel: Oh yeah. Where do you wanna go next by the way?

Ichigo: The mall?

Beel: Hmm... Sure^^ We can go to that mall. Right after I finish this

Ichigo: Aw okay then^^

Now back to Haruka, she's now in the castle meeting Barbatos who's very very confused.

Barbatos: Are you okay?

Haruka: Yeah- [pants some more] I'm okay-

Barbatos: Do you want some tea? Water?

Haruka: Tea... make it cold

Barbatos, internally: Such a crime...but okay

So Barbatos prepares ice tea despite him disliking it. He also provides sugar cubes instead she needs them.

Barbatos: Here you go^^ [put the glass to the table]

Haruka: Thank you, Barb!

Barbatos: You're most welcome. It is my duty to serve Lord Diavolo's guests^^

Haruka: Speaking of him, where is he?

Barbatos: In a meeting, he won't be home until.... 5 pm I believe. It seems to be a long event.

Haruka: Oh? You're not going with him?

Barbatos: Unfortunately not^^ He told me to stay put and keep the castle safe.

Haruka: Ah I- [sees Satan appearing at the castle] Oh sht-

Barbatos: What's wrong?

Haruka: Hide me.

Barbatos: Come again?

Haruka: Hide me from that! [points at Satan from a distance]

Barbatos: Oh my goodness! [teleports the two of them away before Satan can even reach them]

Satan: [pants as soon as he reaches the table] Where did they go??

Meanwhile, Haruka and Barbatos end up in the kitchen.

Barbatos: You will be safe here. What happened? Did you have a fight with him?

Haruka: Not necessarily a fight.... he's just acting weird again...

Barbatos: Weird? How weird?

Haruka: He's just acting weird! When I talked about gaming with Levi, he instantly corners me into a wall and leaning closer. It's just so weird!!

Barbatos: Ah I see... [holding back his laugh]

Haruka: It isn't funny, Barb! I'm scared and creeped out! What's happening to him?!

Barbatos: Maybe you're discovering a new side to him. Good luck getting used to it^^ I'll return you to him.

Haruka: What?! Barb- Nooo!! [got returned to Satan]

Back at the table, Satan is walking around until he hears a portal opening on top of him, and here comes Haruka falling down from that portal.

Haruka: AAAAA!!! SATAN!! WATCH OUT!!

Satan: Huh? [looks up] Oh my! [catches her in time] You could've fallen for me in another way^^

Haruka: Tha-that's not the point! [flicks his forehead]

Satan: At least you're not injured^^

Haruka: L-let me down! I can walk by myself!

Satan: Not a chance, you'll run off again. Especially when I want to hang out with you.

Haruka: There you go again! Acting weird again!

Satan: What? Is my calm demeanor shocking to you?

Haruka: Y-yeah... sort off. Get that handsome face away from me! [looking away]

Satan: Oh? So you think I am handsome?

Haruka: Uh- Shut up, you stupid raging ball of chaos!!

Satan: I don't remember being stupid considering I got first ranked in our class^^ [talking as he's walking out of the castle]

Yeah, anyways, the two end up going to the mall. Yes, I'm talking Beel and Ichigo. Satan and Haruka went to that same mall but we'll talk about that later. Now let's watch Mammon get punish.

Mammon: How long am I staying here again?

Lucifer: 30 more minutes.

Levi: Ha! That's what you get for being stupid!

Mammon: Say that to your math exam, you weeb!

Levi: At least I got 65! Unlike you on that English exam!

Mammon: English is difficult you piece of-

Lucifer: [glaring at them] Levi, do you want to be hanged as well? I told you to come here to watch him, not create more chaos!

Levi: No thank you. Right, so I'm here to watch him?

Lucifer: correct. I'm pretty late for my meeting with Lord Diavolo. I just skipped two periods of it so I'll be off^^ Make sure he doesn't create trouble. If anything happens just contact me or maybe the angels. I'm sure Simeon would love to drench him in holy water

Mammon: What?! Nooo!!

Levi: You can count on me! I'll make sure he doesn't escape.... can I do it though?

Lucifer: I believe in you, Leviathan^^ Please do your best

Levi: O-okay... I'll try my best [nods]

Now back to the mall. Beel and Ichigo end up in a clothing store. Beel has 0 idea what fashion was but he likes watching Ichigo try out some of the clothes.

Ichigo: So? What do you think?

Beel: It looks great! Probably looked better on the floor in our room-

Ichigo: Beelzebub Morningstar!

Beel: no no no I'm joking. It looks great! I prefer the last one you wore though. The floral top and the red skirt.

Ichigo: Oh... well what about the pink collection? What's your choice?

Beel: Hmm...

Ichigo: Don't you dare make a dirty joke!

Beel: Do you want me to?

Ichigo: Beelzebub! [yeets a shoe at him]

Beel: [luckily catches it] Now, now, there's no need to get worked up, sugar^^

Ichigo: ^^ I might throw another one if you keep on making that dirty joke

Beel: Is your shirt next- [got hit by another shoe]

Ichigo: You've hung out too much with Asmo! Or have you been watching those animes with Levi?!

Beel: What anime are you talking about? I did watch the one with desserts on it.

Ichigo: Specify which anime was it...

Beel: Well there's a lot actually...

Ichigo: Doesn't explain this sudden change [glares at him suspiciously]

Beel: I mostly just focus on the food so I guess... this is just me being comfortable with you^^

Ichigo: Right- So the pink collection! Which one?

Beel: isn't that white?

Ichigo: Yeah but most of them are pink so they somehow called it the "pink collection" which is odd I know.

Beel: The puffy pink one looks nice, the white dress too^^

Ichigo: So both?

Beel: Both^^

Ichigo: Since you like both... are you gonna pay for it?

Beel: I might if you need help paying for it.

Ichigo: The-then we'll get this too! [shows a floral dress]

Beel: Anything for you^^

Ichigo internally: HAVE LEVI BEEN SHOWING HIM MAID SAMA?! USUI IS THAT YOU?! WTF-

Beel: Ooh! So that's the anime that has all the food :o

Ichigo: Hm? What do you mean?

Beel: Never mind^^ Don't mind me! Let's go and pay for the clothes~

Ichigo: Okay, let's go^^

As they walk to the cashier, their hands keep on brushing on each other that Beel ends up holding her hand.

Ichigo: U-uh can you hold them properly like that?

Beel: I'll be fine^^

Ichigo: Do you not want me to help?

Beel: It's okay, you already have enough stuff in your bag, plus your hand seem heavy I have to hold it for you-

Ichigo: [blushes furiously] Shut up you gluttonous bear!

Now, let's go upstairs. Now Haruka and Satan are looking at a menu on some restaurant in that mall.

Haruka: So... what do you want to order?

Satan: Are you on the menu?

Haruka: [steps on Satan's foot] I'm not food!

Satan: Ouch! Geez, you're so violent today!

Haruka: Says you! Since when is your brain as dirty as mud?!

Satan: [chuckles slightly] Oh? How do you know?

Haruka: OMG! Shut up you furry!!

Satan: Oh well, I'll order this one^^ [to the cashier]

Haruka: I'll have the sizzling beef curry rice, the package one!

Cashier: I see, so one sizzling beef curry rice package, Beef, and Salmon pepper rice. Is that all? Anything else? No drinks? [to Satan]

Satan: Oh... hmm.... I'll have Lemon Tea^^ Thanks a lot, Miss

Cashier: N-no problem o///o

Haruka: Tsk. [looks away sulkily]

Cashier: Here's your alarm when the food is ready^^ Hope you enjoy [gives the alarm to Satan]

Satan: Thank you^^ Have a nice day, Miss.

Cashier: y-you too, sir o///o

Haruka: [glares at the cashier]

Cashier: O-O

Haruka: [gives the cashier a warning look]

Satan: Oh? A little jealous I see^^

Haruka: I'm not!

Satan: I'm just being polite, babe. There's no harm in that^^

Haruka: Whatever. Sit here! I'll go sit there!

Satan: Oh? Why so?

Haruka: Because I want to!

Satan: Alright then, let's go, we'll sit there^^

Haruka: N-no! I meant-

Satan: Come on, let's go~ [leads Haruka to that far away seat]

Haruka: You stupid raging ball of chaos!!

Satan: For the last time, I'm first ranked in our class, that insult doesn't affect me. ^^

Haruka: Whatever! Do what you want!

After a few minutes, the alarm starts to ring. Haruka of course is still sulking so Satan ends up getting the food for them. As he gets them, the female cashiers are gushing because of how handsome he is.

Satan: I know, but unfortunately I'm taken^^

Cashier 1: oh... :(

Cashier 2: Really?

Satan: Yes, I'm taken. So just give me my order. [went to cynical mode]

Cashier 1: He-here it is sir! [gives the foods and drinks to him]

Satan: Thank you. [flat face lol]

With that Satan returns to his table and finds Haruka texting on her DDD turns out she's talking to Ichigo.

Ichigo: Just got out from Majolish, you?

Haruka: Majolish? Are you in Devildom's city mall?

Ichigo: Yeah... why?

Haruka: Omg gurl! I'm at Paper Lunch!

Ichigo: ....3rd floor?

Haruka: Yeah?

Ichigo: Omg we should hang out!!

Haruka: Well Satan and I are gonna watch a movie after this, do you wanna come?

Ichigo: Depends on the movie. If it's gore then I'll back away.

Haruka: I dislike gore as well, don't worry. I prefer action though.

Ichigo: Oh yeah, action is good.

In real life, their boyfriends are curious so they peek through their phones.

Ichigo: Beel... you're a bit too close...

Beel: Oh, I'm just curious. Who are you texting?

Ichigo: Haruka. Who else?

Beel: Just in case it was another guy.

Ichigo: Solomon?

Beel: [nods]

Ichigo: [smacks Beel's shoulder] you idiot! That'd mean I'm interrupting his date with Asmo! Why would I disturb his date?!

Beel: You guys seemed really close so-

Ichigo: Since when are you bothered by this?? [confusion went brr] I thought you trusted me!

Beel: I do, what I don't trust is him^^

Ichigo: No worries, Solomon and I are just buddies^^

Beel: Okay^^ I'll trust you.

The same thing happened with Satan, Satan is secretly peeking at Haruka's phone. Haruka is of course oblivious until she heard Satan's voice.

Satan: The food's here^^

Haruka: [looks up] Gah! Why are you so close?!

Satan: Curiosity. Who are you texting?

Haruka: Ichigo...?

Satan: Ah...

Haruka: Who do you think I was texting?

Satan:...

Haruka: ....Solomon?

Satan: [nods] You guys seemed really close.

Haruka: [pushes his forehead away] We're just friends but I'm clearly texting Ichigo. Here, you can read the chatroom. [hands him her phone]

Satan: O-oh....okay [reading the chatroom as Haruka eats]

Haruka: Anyways, wanna watch a movie after? [accepting her phone back and putting it into her purse]

Satan: Hmmm we can do that. What movie are we watching though?

Haruka: We'll just see.

Satan: Sounds fair.

As they're eating, Ichigo and Beel appear beside them.

Ichigo: Hi^^

Beel: Whoa! That smells really good!

Satan: no no no no order one yourself!

Ichigo: Hon...^^ didn't we just ate?

Beel: Well...yeah. Let's just order drinks or snacks.

Ichigo: Pudding! Let's order that

Beel: Sure^^

So, Beel and Ichigo order their food. The cashier is intimidated by his height. He was about to flirt with Ichigo actually because Ichigo is pretty and friendly.

Beel: I'll order 3 chocolate puddings, what about you, sugar?^^

Ichigo: I'll have oreo cheese!

Cashier 3: So...three chocolate puddings and one oreo cheese pudding. Anything else, miss? Drinks?

Ichigo: Hm... I'll have blackcurrant, what about you, Beel?

Beel: .... I'll have the chocolate milkshake^^

Cashier 3: Alright then, that'd be [insert price here] and here's the alarm, miss^^ [gives it to Ichigo]

Ichigo: Thank you^^

Beel: [glares at the cashier]

Cashier 3: A-anyways, here's your changes! Have a nice day^^

Ichigo: You too!

Once they sit down, Satan notices Beel's mood is sinking down.

Satan: You okay?

Beel: I'm fine... all this overthinking is making me hungry :((

Ichigo: The food is gonna come anyway^^ don't worry.

Beel: Hm.

Ichigo: Beel? Beelzebub? Honeybear?

Beel: Oh? So now you call me Honeybear? [leans closer to her]

Ichigo: I-is that a bad thing? [moving back]

Beel: That cashier is clearly about to hit on you though.

Ichigo: Aw Honeybear, don't worry^^ I was just being polite. I only love you remember?

Beel: You should, I'm not sharing you with anyone

Before Ichigo can answer him, she feels a vibration in her pocket. She fishes out the alarm and turns out their food is done.

Ichigo: Wanna go get the pudding together?

Beel: Sure^^

And so, Beel and Ichigo go to get their pudding. This time it's Cashier 2 giving them the pudding. Luckily no chaos happened.

Beel: Thank you! Have a nice day!

Cashier 2: You too, sir^^ Enjoy your meal!

Ichigo: ...Is that guy okay?

Cashier 2: Cleary not, but don't mind him. Enjoy your meal, miss^^

Ichigo: Alright then^^

After their lunch, the four of them go to the theaters to see what movie are they gonna watch. The list is endless and they're now confused.

Beel: none of them seem delicious. So Nah, I'll let you guys choose.

Ichigo: You're not eating a movie...

Beel: I know, but I'm letting you guys choose^^

Satan: What about that one? [points to a scary-looking poster]

Ichigo: Venom II?

Haruka: Ooh! I like that! We can watch that since I've watched the first movie.

Satan: There's the first movie?

Haruka: Y-yeah.... ^^

Satan: Then it'd be spoilers.... what about this one?

Haruka: Jungle Cruise sounds fun^^ An Adventure comedy movie

Satan: What about the others? Wait where did Beel go?

Ichigo: ...going to see the food:")

Satan: [sigh] Well, what do you think? Shall we watch this?

Ichigo: Yeah, it sounds fun. ^^ I'll be right back though [goes to search for Beel]

Haruka: So, Jungle Cruise?

Satan: Yeah. Sir, we'll have four tickets for Jungle Cruise.

Theater Cashier: Oh, which seat sir?

Haruka: B! Let's go with B!

Theater Cashier: Oh, you're in luck! The B seat is empty for now^^

Satan: That's great! We'll have four tickets in that B seat.

Theater Cashier: ^^ Okay. The total would be [insert price]

This time Satan paid for the tickets despite Haruka's protest. He just simply told her to pay him back if she feels that bad. Meanwhile, Ichigo is confused because Beel actually ordered drinks instead of food.

Ichigo: Just drinks?

Beel: Yeah, I'm thirsty... in both ways.

Ichigo: [smacks Beel's shoulder] Beel!

Beel: Alright, alright, I bought drinks for you guys though^^

Ichigo: Eh? Really?

Beel: Yep! A sweet ice tea for Haruka, Lemon tea for Satan, Strawberry tea for you, and....water for me ^^

Ichigo: Water? Are you sure?

Beel: Yep! Since I've drunk a lot of sweets at least I have to clean my palate.

Ichigo: That's smart^^

So here they are in the B seat. Here are the seat orders; Haruka, Ichigo, Beel and Satan. Of course, the boys are sort of disappointed with the seating order.

Satan: But-

Haruka: Sit with your brother! I prefer to hang out with my best friend rather than you and your dirty jokes!

Satan: What even did I do?!

Haruka: [rolls her eyes and seats on her seat]

Beel: Sugar, are you sure?

Ichigo: I am^^ don't worry. I'm beside you anyways~

Beel: Oh yeah, yay!

Ichigo: no touchy-touchy though! >:o [cute angy noises]

Beel: I won't promise, especially when you look this cute^^

Ichigo: Tsk. Whatever you gluttonous bear! Uh.... do you want some by the way? [offers the strawberry tea]

Beel: Oh thank you^^ [drinks the strawberry tea without any second thoughts]

Ichigo: How does it taste? Is it good?

Beel: It is, just like you^^

Ichigo: [blushes deep red] h-hon... I don't think flirting here is a good idea [sees Haruka and Satan in a bad mood]

Beel: Oh right... :(

Satan: [getting annoyed every second]

Haruka: [plays with her phone because the advertisement is annoying]

Haruka: wait... is that Asmo?!

Ichigo: Oh my goodness! You're right!

Asmo, in the ad: Use Majolish lipstick to get beautiful pucker lips! Mwah! [blows the kiss towards the camera]

Satan: [sigh] why must he be here...

Haruka: Whoa! I never knew he's an ad model!

Ichigo: So am I! That's so cool!

Beel: ...the lipstick looks delicious-

Ichigo: Hon...you can't eat lipsticks^^

Beel: Oh they were lipsticks?

Ichigo: Yeah??

Beel: Do you want me to buy you one?

Ichigo: So sudden?

Beel: Just feel like treating you^^ [pulls Ichigo closer so she can lean on his shoulder]

Ichigo: You don't have to though :<

Satan: [is on his limit] Can't you two just get a room?!

Ichigo: Deal with your own business! Plus we're gonna watch a movie, shut it!

Satan: Tsk.

So the movie has started. Everyone is enjoying the movie, including the couple. Haruka is enjoying every second of this and Satan is surprisingly amused by this movie. Yep, romance has left the chatroom for Beel and Ichigo because this movie is so funny.

Overall their movie adventure went well and they went home. As they went home, they waited for Asmo and Solomon to get back. Seconds become minutes, minutes become hours. It's to the point that It's already 10 p.m and he hasn't returned. This causes Lucifer to worried!

Lucifer: Have you girls seen Asmo?

Ichigo: Not that I know off, why? We just got back from the mall and didn't meet him there.

Lucifer: I see... it's already 10 p.m and he hasn't returned yet.

Satan: Knowing Asmo he'd probably bang Solomon again [coming in casually]

Lucifer: [smacks Satan's head] You! Since when did you have such a dirty mind?!

Satan: I always do, just not exposed much, D A D.

Lucifer: [glares at Satan]

Beel: I'm sure he'll be okay^^ Asmo can defend himself and so can Solomon.

Lucifer: I'm not concerned about that sorcerer. He can die for all I care. What I'm worried about is what he'd do to Asmo!

Beel: ...Oh my...you're right-

Lucifer: Oh well, I'll just search for him myself. Rest up you four^^ I'm sure you guys are tired. I'll be off [transforms to demon form and flies away]

Ichigo: Are you sure he doesn't need any help?

Beel: Sugar, you're literally this close to sleep. Come, I'll get you to your room.

Ichigo: It's fine.... I'll go myself. Just help me with the shopping bags...

Beel: I'll still help you though^^

As Beel helps Ichigo to her room, Haruka clings to Satan causing confusion of the avatar of wrath.

Satan: What's wrong?

Haruka: Lift me up.... to my bedroom.... [clinging on him]

Satan: As you wish^^ [haha bridal style]

Haruka: w-wait that's not what I expected- o////o

Satan: it's more comfortable for us anyway. Let's go^^ [carries her to her bedroom]

Haruka: B-but piggy back-

Satan: Just hold on to me, you can lean on my shoulder that way^^

Haruka: O-okay >////<

The night, Lucifer is still looking for Asmo and he finally spots him on his way to the House of Lamentation.

Lucifer: Asmodeus!

Asmo: ...Lucifer?!

Solomon: WTF-

Lucifer: [flies down and lands right in front of them]

Asmo: I-I can explain...

Lucifer: It's okay, I'm sure you're really tired. What I need an explanation of is him. [eyes Solomon]

Solomon: M-me?

Lucifer: Yes. So, where did you take him?

Solomon: The human world....? and we went shopping [shows shopping bag]

Lucifer: Uh-huh...

Lucifer: Wait- you went to where?!

Solomon: Human world...?

Lucifer: That is clearly forbidden to demons without the approval of Lord Diavolo! What are you thinking?!

Solomon: You didn't ask where I want how am I supposed to know!

Lucifer: You are dating a demon! A high-level demon! Taking him to the human world is against the law!

Solomon:...

Asmo: I-it's okay... I got one from Diavolo.... here! [shows a letter already signed by Diavolo]

Lucifer: Really? [sees the letter] Ah, so you did ask for permission?

Asmo: Of course... I'm not a rogue demon, Lucifer. Besides, I won't look good in prison clothing.

Lucifer: Alright. I'll get you back. You, go back to Purgatory hall.

Solomon: What-

Lucifer: You heard me, go back to your dormitory.

Solomon: What about his shopping bag?

Lucifer: Put them in his room then go back to purgatory hall. You're forbidden to stay in the House of Lamentation for three days.

Asmo and Solomon: What?!

Lucifer: Just Solomon

Asmo: that doesn't make it any better?! Who is going to deal with me when I'm in heat?!

Lucifer: Then we'll call him when you actually need him.

And so that ends this episode. All the three couples have their fun even though Solomon ends up with a punishment of not meeting Asmo for three days but he'll survive... will he....?

Simeon: It's okay, Solomon... it's just three days...

Solomon: I CAN'T!!! I MISS HIM A LOT!!! [sobbing dramatically]

Luke: It's been two days...

Solomon: Yeah TWO DAYS! EXACTLY! I can't even be apart from him for a few hours now it's for two days!

Michael: It's just two days, Solomon. You can focus more on your training or teaching Luke for his classes.

Solomon: [eating his ice cream in sadness]

The same thing is happening to Asmo, he's eating ice cream with the girls as they watch some random chick flick on the TV.

Ichigo: you'll be okay, it's just for a few days.

Asmo: Still! Who's gonna help me when I need help in that way?!

Ichigo: We can always call him when you really need him.

Asmo: I don't wanna cheat on him anymore. We've been in so many affairs because we can't see each other a lot so I end up doing stuff to a succubus but now I wanna focus my lust only on him, the one I truly love.

Haruka: Awww, that's really sweet of you Asmo!

Asmo: Yeah.... but for now I should deal with my toys for those three days if I need help and such.

Ichigo: there-there [pats Asmo] by the way... what have you been telling Beel and Satan?

Asmo: Hm? What do you mean?

Haruka: Satan is unusually dirty-minded yesterday.

Asmo: Oh? He did read a lot of sensual books so that explains his behavior.

Ichigo: What about Beel?

Asmo: Beel? He always is perverted! You didn't notice? Probably because he's really quiet the entire time that's why it came out that day. He's a demon, after all, a gluttonous one in fact. You don't think he'd use that sin on something else?

Ichigo: You mean....?

Asmo: Mmhmm^^

Ichigo: ... Oh my Lord...

Haruka: What has Satan be reading...

Satan: Some sensual books, as he said.

Haruka: Gah! Where did you come from?!

Satan: by the door...?

Haruka: Ish you! [smacks him]

Satan: ouch! Why are you so violent these days?!

Haruka: That's because of your perverted mind, you stupid raging ball of chaos!

Satan: You love this raging ball of chaos though^^

Asmo: ew, get a room.

Satan: Alright-

Haruka: Wait what- [get lift up by Satan] wait! Asmo! Ichigo!! Help me!!

Asmo: Have fun, darling~ ^^ [waves in a girlish way]

Ichigo: pfft- Good luck dealing with him.

[oddsnendsfanfics]

The (Mis)Adventures of Kal and Moose - Make it Dirty

Genre: Fan Fiction Pairing: Henry Cavill/Reader Warnings: N/A Rating: G Length: Drabble Disclaimer: a strict work of fiction, I own nothing except the original characters and the plot line. In no way am I affiliated to any of it.  

A/N: I forgot that I had this, I decided to post it now and not make myself wait to share the cuteness. Maybe Kal and Moose will have some more adventures? 

Catch Up Here

“Henry. Fuck,” You whine and wiggle. “I'm so wet.”

Oh boy were you! Soaked. Drenched even.

“Hold still,” He grunted, his arms tightening and the vein on his neck showing. “I can't do this, if you're not still.”

“I'm trying.” You groan and wrap your arms tighter around. “It's not going to work. Fuck!”

“Don't stop now.” Henry gritted his teeth. “We've almost got Kal cleaned.”

Arms around the giant dog, you do your best to wrestle him in the bathtub. He'd rather be running around the yard playing. and rolling in more mud. Kal bucked and grunted, having way too much fun with the water wrestling match. Barking eagerly from his ring side seat, Moose hopped up and down, splattering mud as he went.

“Done.” Henry declared, slumping forward and turning the taps off.

Helping Kal out of the tub, Henry went to work drying him with a towel as big and fluffy as the dog was. You sit on the edge of his tub, trying to catch your breath after trying to out muscle the Akita. Next time, Henry was holding Kal while you worked the shower head.

“Okay, next up.” Henry let Kal go, reminding him not to jump on the bed wet. Little good did that do. The second he disappeared, you could hear his feet leave the floor and Henry's bed creak.

“You were saying.”

“Fuck it.” Henry closed his eyes and shook his head. “Alright duck, let's get this guy cleaned up, then I will strip my bed.”

Moose, smaller than Kal, was no less of a challenge. Barking and yelping when you asked him to get in the tub. Rolling your eyes at the dramatics of your dog, you heave lifting the squirmy dog into the tub where Henry is waiting to accept the next victim of the shower.

“Okay big guy,” Henry scratched Moose behind the ear, turning the taps on and letting the water run. “Let's get to this.”

The over rambunctious Aussie loved water, unless it was in the bathtub. He would pull an acrobatic gymnastics routine to rival that of the best Olympians in the world. Never again were you listening to Henry, when he suggested taking the dog downs to his friend's farm for a run. You'd never witnessed so much mud on a dog.

The afternoon had been lovely, until you found Kal and Moose rolling in the mud outside of the fence. Part of you was certain that there was more than mud in that. Long haired, fluffy dogs did not do well in these situations.

“Moose!” You whine, trying to hold the wiggly, wet dog still. “Please, you need this buddy.”

“Come on, Moose.” Henry coaxed, rubbing shampoo into the long coat. “You're going to look great after this. You'll feel amazing, too.”

Moose sniffed and boofed. Whimpering and wiggling, trying his best to escape the same fate as his friend. Kal, still on the bed he was not to be in, could be heard down the hall rubbing his body across the once dry and clean bedding. Henry groaned, losing focus for a brief second. In that second, the shower slipped spraying Henry in the face along with Moose, you, and everything else near by.

“Oh shit.” He quickly grabbed the shower, aiming it back at Moose.

“This is your fault, remember.” You wipe water from your face. Smoothing your hand over Moose's wet back.

Water running clear, Henry toweled him off and lifted him from the tub. Hands on his hips, he didn't even bother to grunt of scold Moose when he bee lined for Henry's bed, he was only following Kal's lead. Rubbing your hands on your shorts, you take in the disarray.

Mud everywhere. All over you, Henry, the tub, and the floor. Everywhere but the two dogs.

Pulling your wet top away from your body, you debate stripping on the spot, getting dangerously close to peeling off your dirty clothes you think better of it. You and Henry aren't that close.

“Help me clean this?” You search for something to use as a makeshift mop.

“Sure thing, duck.” Henry nods and grabs the towel he used to dry the dogs. “We'll clean this up and then I will get you some dry clothes.”

“Will you now?” You raise your brow. Now he was reading your mind?

“Unless you want to sit the rest of the afternoon, watching movies in wet clothes or naked.” He smirks and pushes his hair out of his eyes. Surely he had a pair of shorts to fit you. You're never going to wear his pants,  unless he cuts them off some at the leg.

“Or I could go home.”

“And risk Moose finding another puddle, this soon?” Henry eyed you, tossing a towel onto the floor to mop it with his foot. “You're crazy, but not that crazy.”

Giving in, you sigh and wipe the towel across the tub. “Fine, we'll stay. But next time, we agree to my idea and we take them to the groomer.”

Zero argument there!

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