#fortunately he gets to Leave tho so it's all alright in the end

[septimus-heap]

Thinking abt m&ms au again.........

[hexofvex]

Jealousy headcanons with my Anemo favs ft. Gender Neutral!Reader

Characters: Wanderer, Xiao and Kazuha

CW: jealous behaviour (especially worse in Scara's), a bit of swearing

Total WC: 1348 words

A/N: Switching it up a bit until I get a good one-shot idea. I'm kind of using the idea of the nations having their own languages plus a common language in Kazuha's. Also I'm sorry Kazuha's is shorter I hope you enjoy it tho <3 and as always feedback is appreaciated!

Kazuha

Kazuha is the least jealous out of these three

He's rarely ever jealous if anything

He's very confident in the stability of your relationship

However, when he gets jealous, it's directed at the outsider, he's more annoyed than anything

Would probably just intrerrupt the conversation to place a kiss on your cheek (yk to show the person in question that they don't have a chance)

You'd obviously notice his that his atitude is a bit more cheeky than usual tho

And you'd be a tad bit surprised, because you didn't really expect something like this out of him

Kazuha was not the type to get irritated easily.

But as he watches the owner of dango stall flirt with you (shamelessly, I might add), he feels his jaw tensing up. Honestly, why were they dragging this out so much? He'd been so excited to show you around Inazuma City, and for the last fifteen minutes you were stuck at the dango stall.

Of course, you had no way of knowing what the seller was saying because of the specific expressions they were using, but he understood all too well. You were nodding your head politely, with a smile that looked more pained by each minute that passed.

When he's had enough, he walks over to the stall. "My love?"

You turn to face him, and he leans over to place a soft kiss on your cheek. "We need to leave."

You try to hide the wave of relief that washes over your face, as Kazuha explains something to the vendor. When they realise the context of your relationship, their attitude changes as embarrassment blooms in their expression, and Kazuha can't deny the exquisite satisfaction he feels at the sight.

"What did you tell them?" you ask, as the two of you continue your walk through the city.

"That we are two travelers that need to get back to Ritou, to catch our ship."

Not exactly a lie. Maybe except for the fact that the Alcor leaves in three days.

"Thanks for the save." Your lips curl up into a smirk. "Was kissing me a core part of the plan?"

Kazuha smiles, the kind of radiant smile that is more than enough to give you butterflies.

"Sorry, my dear. But if you knew the things they said to you...I just couldn't help myself."

Xiao

Very jealous, but tries his best to hide it

He thinks it's embaressing, how can an adeptus feel things such as jealousy

He also feels guilty and criticizes himself for not trusting you through and through

He knows, at a rational level, that you love him, so why is it that he feels like this?

(Un)fortunately for him, he can't hide shit from you emotion wise

Xiao felt like his head was underwater, barely registering what you were saying.

You had just returned from a comission which you had taken together with another adventurer. You were just telling him how glad you were that you ended up with a partner that could carry their own.

Someone that feels like an actual partner.

That's what you said, and although he knew it wasn't that kind of partner, he couldn't stop the thoughts from flooding into his brain. Would you need him anymore? He was so complicated and hard to handle, especially when karmic debt was taking a toll on him, it wouldn't be hard for you to find someone less exhausting-

"Xiao?"

The adeptus returns to the present, broken out by your voice. You're standing in front of him, puzzled look on your face.

"Did you zone out?"

Xiao swallows. "No. I was listening."

You frown. "What was I saying?"

"You were talking about the stone slates."

"I was, five minutes ago." You face softens as you take a few steps closer to him. "Xiao? Love, are you sure you're alright? Did something happen while I was gone? Is it the karmic debt? I'll go to the harbour right away to bring more medicine if you need it-"

"No. You don't need to worry, this is no matter. Continue your story...about...your friend." He curses himself for the way his voice cracks on the word friend. And of course, you notice, and your expression shifts to a lesser degree of worry.

"Are you jealous?"

"That is beaneath adepti-"

"It's fine if you are, you know. I mean, not fine for you, but, you don't need to feel embaressed about it. It's just how feelings are sometimes. You know I'd never actually...you know..."

His eyes widen. "No, of course not! I- Forgive me." He takes a deep breath. "I do not know what to do about it, you know this is all very new to me."

"Well,I guess I just have to show you until we crush every shadow of doubt." You cup his face and slowly press your lips to his. It's a simple kiss, but you make sure it communicates your feelings.

"A little better?" You ask after you pull away.

"Yes," he replies and pulls you in again.

Wanderer

Literally unbearable

Y'all know that meme that goes "You're the most jealous man I've ever known." "You know other men?"

Yeah that's him, but he does that with everyone

His abandonment issues are big as hell, it was kind of to be expected.

Unlike Xiao, he doesn't even try to hide his jealousy

The type of person to wake you up in the middle of the night to ask if you really love him

The fact that you're with his insufferable ass should be proof enough

You're sitting in your room, enjoying a book, drinking your tea, until you feel a disturbance in the force, when you hear the door to your house getting slammed.

And before you even get to process what's going on, said disturbance walks in your room.

"Who was that turnip head that was flirting with you earlier today?"

You close your book, put down your cup and lean back in your chair, crossing your hands.

"What?"

"About 10 A.M., in front of the Akademiya."

"Ah. That was a colleague. And they're taken, in case that helps ease your mind."

"Good."

"You know, have you ever considered that perhaps I'm not looking to cheat on you at every corner?"

Noticing the hurt tone of your voice, he backs off and the anger fades from his face.

"I might have acted too brashly."

"You think?" You leave your book and cup of tea abandoned on the table as you head towards the door. You stop and turn your head to face him. "I won't betray you, Kunikuzushi. You should know I wouldn't do that."

"I know that."

"Then what's the problem!?"

He sighs and avoids your gaze.

"I am. The more time I spend in your presence the deeper I fall. It is only natural that I wish to preserve this partnership of ours. Does that make sense to you, [Name]?"

Although you're familiar with his straightforwardness, such an admission still delivers a bit of shock.

"It does. Because I want the same thing."

You step closer to him and turn his head so he's facing you.

"You don't need to do all this. I love you, that's the whole reason why I'm with you. If you'd see things from my perspective, you'd never have these thoughts again."

He's silent for a moment, until he grabs your hand and squeezes it.

"I will make attempts to get rid of this. Because I want to believe in your love. Are you willing to believe in mine?"

You laugh. "What kind of question is that? Of course I am. Why do you think I'm still here?"

"It might not go perfectly on the first try, you know."

"I'm alright with that. Just try. You can do that for me."

He lets go of your hand and goes to cup your face, bringing it so close to his that your noses are touching, and you can see the swirls of fiery determination in his eyes.

"I cannot know the results, but I could attempt anything for you."

[hannamoon143]

Here to make a request ^^

Soooo.....who doesn't love some good angst, right?

How about a hurt/comfort fic? Felix x fem!reader where she comforts him after he gets eliminated? Make it as angsty as you can but with a fluffy ending, please!!

Thank you! <333

Elimination...?

pairings: felix x fem. reader

genre: angst, fluff, hurt /comfort

warnings: crying, none?

a/n:hi! thanks for the request, i'm really sorry tho, because it didn't turn out how i wanted it. I'll try to write better, and if you find any mistakes or smth just tell me. Have a great day <33

You watched the screen intensly. Again the boys did an amazing job, but jyp was looking critical at your friends. You frowned. After minho’s elimination noone of them was the same energetic and happy as before. You visited them some times, and you could see that they were drained and sad, by just looking at their faces

Especially felix. He was your boyfriend, so you got to see him more often than the other boys. He told you, how horrible it was for everyone, now that minho was eliminated. When he came home that day of minho’s elimination, he cried silently in your arms. You couldn’t even imagine how hard it was for him and all the other members, all you could do was comfort and support him and the guys. So since then, he wasn’t quite the same. You didn’t say anything to him, you knew he probably needed space and time. But you could see the pain in his eyes.

So now, there they stood again, in front of jyp, and you sat in front of your screen, praying that jyp was satisfied with all of them. „Everything will be alright.“ You said, again and again.

 Either felix or hyunjin would be eliminated he said. What? He couldn’t do this right? This man couldn’t be so oblivious that he didn’t see the way they all were hurting because of minhos elimination. He couldn’t do this to them once again. These boys needed each other. But it seemed like jyp didn’t think all that. You held your breath, as jyp was close to tell the guys his choice. But you didn’t exhale when he started :„felix.  your biggest problem is…“. No, this wasn’t real right? He couldn’t just eliminate felix. After that you were only able to listen halfly anymore, seeing how felix was at the verge of tears, and then started crying. All of the members did. They apologized to each other, and it broke your heart seeing them fall apart once again. They deserved so much better. You needed a moment to realize that tears were streaming down your face too. You heard chan saying „always find me yeah? I’m not gonna leave you behind.“ It only made you cry more.

If it wasn’t so emotional you could have almost chuckled bitterly. The reason your sunshine was eliminated was that his korean wasn’t that good. Really? You felt angry despite the sadness. You knew that felix worked hard on his korean. It was hard for him, but he still worked on it as hard as he could, so he would be on the same level with the other members.

This didn’t feel real. Stray kids worked so hard to debut together, and now two members were just getting eliminated? The worst was, you were one of the few persons that knew how hard they worked. Felix would practice his parts over and over again, wanting you to give him feedback, he would sit on the couch for hours at night, learning to speak better korean. And when you were with the boys, they were always practising, giving each other tips to sing better, perfectionizing their vocals, trying out new choreograpies. He didn’t deserve this. Noone of the boys did.

As the episode ended you tried to get it together. Felix would come home soon, at least that was what you hoped. You decided to send him a text.

Hey lixie, are you on your way home? Of course i understand if you need time, just let me know if your okay. <33

You didn’t want him to overthink this. But fortunately he texted back just shortly after.

I’m coming home.

Just a short text, but it was relieving. You tried to think of a way to comfort him. Would he want space or rather have you comforting him? You hadn’t quite decided yet when you heard the door open. You immediately jumped up, going to the front door.

It broke your heart to see him like this. Felix was looking down at the floor, kicking his shoes off. Neither of you talked. You stepped closer to him, and slowly brought a hand up to his cheek, lifting his head up. His eyes were red and puffy from crying. It seemed like he just stopped a few minutes ago. Wich he in fact did, not wanting to worry you even more. But you saw it. All the pain, the guilt and the burden on the young boy’s shoulders.

„come here.“ You softly said and just pulled him into a tight hug. You both started crying again, and you didn’t know, when you moved tot he couch. He was sobbing into your sweater, and you mumbled comforting words into his hair, stroking his back in a soothing manner.

„I-It’s my korean, i’m just not good enough at it cause i’m not a native speaker and…and it’s everything, i should have done better, the others are so disappointed and c-chan, i disappointed chan…And i wanted to do better, for them, for minho, for you.But all i a is a failure“

He sobbed, his voice breaking at some points. You wished so bad you could bring him and minho back in, and have stray kids debut as a whole. But all you could do now was comforting him.

„Hey look at me.“ You said, lifting his head a bit. You gently wiped some of his tear away with your thumb. „You, lee felix, are great. Your a great dancer, have  heavenly voice and a character of gold. And you are not a failure. I know this for sure, cause to me you aren’t. You are the sweetest person i ever met, and you are so good in everything you do. And chan and the members? They think exactly the same. Why did you think chan wanted you to be in his group? He has a good sense for people, and he knew from the first moment on, that you are exactly what his team and the world needs.“

Felix, looked at you, sniffling a bit. „But, how do i know all this is true.“

„Because my sunshine, one day you will see it yourself. All these things, that i, chan, all the members, your family, and your fans already know, will one day also be seen by you. Promise“ you softly reassured him, stroking his cheek.

He finally stoped crying, and looked at you with his pretty brown eyes. Maybe you were right. Maybe it would be alright at some point. Right now, he was tired, but maybe, he could think about it more tomorrow.

„Can we go to sleep?“ he whispered.

You smiled at him. Not a pitiful smile. A real one. One that made him believe that you were right, with the things you just said.

That night, all you did anymore, was cuddling in your bed. Tightly wrapped into a blanket, secure in each others hold. He was of course still hurt, guilty and unelievable sad. But that could wait until tomorrow. Eventually everything would work out.

2 episodes later:

The door swings open. You waste no time to run to him, cheer and laugh. Felix takes you in his arms, squeezing you with the biggest smile ever.

„You were right y/n. Everything is okay now. We will debut all together, and even minho is there again, i’m so happy!“ he laughed, and you did too. You were just so glad jyp gave minho and felix another chance. No matter what would come from now on, the boys would face it together, and you would also be there, standing right next to them, cheering for them at every concert and every event, supporting them when they needed it, and most importantly, holding felix‘ hand.

„i just knew  you would make it sunshine.“

[yakuzacanons]

i need need NEED some Daigo getting freaky with his s/o in his office in the Tojo Headquarters before an important meeting. Just to release some of that built up tension before he has to go back to chairman mode. 😉

SKSKSKSK on it boss o7 fr tho you're so right, headcanon below da cut and thanks for waiting, I know it took me a while to get back to a lot of the older asks but I love you guys. 18+ below the cut I best not catch you 18 and younger folks peeping.

Daigo isn't the type of guy to just be like "I demand office sex". Majority of the time, sex for him is very private and he tends to keep things under wraps, especially when others are around as he has a reputation to uphold.

It's typical for Daigo to have sex just about anywhere in his house, as it's HIS house and the only other person there is usually you and maybe a couple of bodyguards out front. When he's terribly horny, he'll have sex in his private car on long rides but almost always he tries to keep it as secluded as possible as he wants to give you his undivided attention and be away from the demands of his work.

Unfortunately for Daigo, and fortunately for you, things don't always go his way. Daigo has yet to learn he can't just control everything all the time, including his own urges, so when he gets VERY needy at work and cannot get away, he ends up walking around full of pent up angst and stress, snapping at some of his employees in a manner that is extremely out of character for the typically level headed and almost docile Daigo.

Most of the employees just think he's stressed about the upcoming meeting and give him extra space in hopes it'll clear his head, which only makes Daigo sulk more. His coworkers and employees are just far enough away for his thoughts to occupy him further but still closely enough that he couldn't just jerk it off without risking being caught. Eventually, he'll grit his teeth and realize he's got to do something about this or this meeting will go terribly and everyone will have a miserable day, him especially.

He likely catches you somewhere in the hallway of the Tojo Clan meeting, casually chatting with an employee. It makes Daigo fume even more seeing how relaxed you are, only heightening his need to have you right this second. He cuts into the conversation, almost rudely but trying to be polite as he can muster, with a straight to the point but subtle "Can I talk to you in my office real quick? Before my meeting." while he totally ignores whoever it is you were just talking to. If you don't immediately leave with Daigo, he'll loudly clear his throat, nearly scaring the poor employee you were talking to, and repeat himself by saying "I really need to speak to you. It's important."

Either way, he ends up dragging you to his office, quite literally too. You've barely taken a few steps before your hand is in his and his pace begins quickening. For a moment, Daigo worries if anyone's noticing he's taking you to his office but also he questions if he even cares right now. He's a man on a very important mission.

When the two of you finally enter his office, he quickly closes the door and gently locks it, making sure no one hears the lock turning or the door closing, trying to maintain what little amount of discreetness he had left in him. You lean casually against his desk, head tilted in confusion before letting out an exasperated "What's going on, Daigo? Tell me."

Boy oh boy does he tell you alright. Within seconds, his lips are pressed hard against yours. He's got his arms wrapped around you, his hips pushing you against the desk, and it becomes painfully obvious what he needed to "talk" to you about. He finally breaks the kiss, blushing bright red, and apologizes profusely for just coming onto you like that. Typically, Daigo is THE definition of a gentleman. The kind of guy to sweep you off of your feet, to romance the hell out of you first. He's ashamed of himself.

He turns away in embarrassment but your hand gently cups his face, making him face you. He half meets your gaze, torn between continuing what he started or just stopping while he still can. He gets his answer when you say "Is this what you need, Daigo? Tell me the truth." His gaze finally meets yours, almost shockingly quickly compared to how shy he was just a moment ago. He nods before saying "I do need this. I need you. I don't know if I can do any of this" he pauses, gesturing vaguely at the papers on his desk, the crowded calendar with today's meeting circled in red before continuing "without you."

A knock at the door interrupts both of your thoughts. An employee's voice rings through: "Sir? The meeting starts in about five minutes." Daigo calls back in response, letting the staff know he'd be out shortly and to proceed to the meeting room ahead of him. He turns back to you, still unsure if he's upset or hurt you. He gets his answer when you press a tender kiss to his lips. He pulls back slightly, surprised that you aren't mad at him. You chuckle lightly at his boyish response. He's still the same gentlehearted man you fell in love with. All his doubts are erased when you say "You've got five minutes, honey. Make it count."

That's all you had to say. Immediately, he's back to where he was, lips pressed against yours, his tongue exploring the inside of your mouth as he picks you up and gently places you on the desk, knocking over the calendar that was just a moment ago so very important. He doesn't have time to strip so just getting it out will do for him but with you, he's practically ripped your clothes of you, desperate to see you in all of your glory.

Your mind reels at his unbridled fury. You've never seen him like this before. Honestly, it surprises Daigo himself that he can even do any of this. Before he can even realize what his body is doing, he's leaving a wet trail of kissing down your neck and body while you try desperately not to make a single sound lest that employee is for some reason still behind the door.

Daigo prefers to take his time but right now that's the one thing he doesn't have. He apologizes softly in your ear before entering you. You cover your mouth and close your eyes, mustering as much strength as you can to keep yourself from just bursting out with moans of joy. His pace is frantic, clearly needy, needier than he's ever been in his life. Even with his clothes still on, you can feel every contour of his muscles. Your hands run through his hair, his black locks becoming loosened from their typically well laid positions. Daigo knows how to get to you. You know how to get to him. He loves that about you.

The harder he slams into you, the harder it is for you to keep your resolve. He's having trouble keeping it together too. Knowing the both of you are doing your best to keep this hidden, to make it in time for his meeting, to get away with as little suspicion as possible, just puts the both of you over the edge. Before either of you can realize it, he's pulling you in tightly, forcefully pushing himself between your legs as he finishes. When you realize what's happening and see him before you, his hair just out of place with black tendrils of it hanging down into his eyes, clouded and hazy with desire, you can't hold it back anymore either. The two of you collapse onto the desk, panting in the frenetic glory of what just happened, still not fully believing this isn't a dream.

Another insistent knock at the door wakes the both of you, driving home the message that his is very much reality. The same employee's voice rings out, letting Daigo know he's only got a minute left. The two of you look at each other and giggle quietly, relishing in what you just did. Daigo stands back up, pushing his hair out of his face and rearranging his clothes while you stand up and gather your clothes off the floor before ducking into a corner of the office, clear of the view of the door. Daigo straightens up, deeply exhaling, giving you one last passionate kiss. He pulls away and looks at you, lost for words. You just give him an assured nod and with that for encouragement, he opens the door, making sure you're clear from any prying eyes in the hallway, closing it gently behind him.

[kukuma-kit]

Audacious Venerate

Meet’ n’ Greet

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☆: * parings: College, Human! Lo'ak x Human!Reader

☆: * warnings: none, mentions of sexy women tho- ☆: * Characters: Lo'ak, Neteyam, Tuk, Kiri, Jake, Neytiri ☆: * Wordcount: 983

☆: * Na'vi glossary: Ftang nga- stop that. Yom wutsot- eat your meal, sa'nok- mother

☆: * Note(s): I'm not too happy about this one but I am satisfied enough, this is only the first part though:) Forgot who the artist is but if you know, let me know too!:)

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Finally getting to move out but you have to wait.

Or..

You find yourself thinking back to Lo’aks light hearted flirting and feeling butterflies in your stomach.

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"Ftang nga!!" "Yom wutsot!" Neytiri exclaimed, tired of her younger son and second eldest sister bickering over dinner. "sa'nok! sa'nok!!" Tuk ran over, Jake calling out to her about forgetting to take her shoes off and not run in the house. Neytiri couldn't help but smile at the family, seeing her kids laugh and talk about school. Although the constant bickering and trouble her kids put her through, she missed seeing her kids all day, not expecting Jake to come up behind her and put a hand on her waist. "Didn't notice how much I missed' em, huh" Neytiri chuckled at that, resting her head on Jake's shoulder. "eww!! mom! dad!!" Tuk might be older now but that didn't mean she wouldn't pass down a chance to tease her parents and their undying love for each other. The rest of the kids hurried the couple over, wanting to eat already but they always waited for their parents. ------------------------------------------------------------

I groaned in frustration, quickly pulling out my phone and placing it to my ear. As I made my way to the exit doors, I waited for the call to connect. Ao'nung was supposed to pick me up and take me to my new place so we could get the keys. He had texted me earlier that they had finished gathering their belongings and that Lo'ak and Neteyam were fixing up the room.

It wasn't even two months ago when Neteyam introduced you to Lo'ak, who offered you his old room that he had shared with Lo'ak. The room had been used as a storage unit until now. Due to some mishaps involving the wall paint and broken flooring, they had to repair both the walls and floors along with some wall linings.

To contribute to the apartment expenses and rent, you took on half of them. However, your current job wasn't making things easy, so you barely managed to cover your share of expenses. Fortunately, you enrolled in mixologist classes to supplement your income. "Yo?" " it alright if I swing by earlier than planned?" I took a sharp inhale before speaking, unprepared for the grogginess of sleep in Lo'ak's voice as I glanced down. Fiddling with my key charm, I walked to Ao'nung's car and stepped inside. We exchanged looks before he drove off.

"Huh? Oh, yeah- that's fine. Are you on your way?"

"Yeah, see ya in a bit."

The call ended, and Lo'ak wasn't too far - just a 25-minute drive from campus. To pass the time, Ao'nung and I enthusiastically sang along to our favorite tunes. Before we knew it, we were climbing the steps to the apartment and knocking on the door. Lo'ak emerged wearing sweatpants and a muscle shirt, his locks slicked back into a bun. He smirked at me, nodded at Ao'nung, and let us in.

"Hey, ma. The keys are right on the counter," he said as he followed me into the kitchen and poured some juice into a cup.

"You got what we need?"

"Of course," Lo'ak replied snarkily to Ao'nung as he turned to leave, tossing a bag to Ao'nung who was exchanging goodbyes to you. "Me and Neteyam just finished clearing the room, we're waiting for the supplies to come in" He informed me as I nodded before taking a look around the place, Lo'ak behind my trail as he told me what was what. After some touring and light-hearted flirting from Lo'ak, we settled down on the sofa and engaged in conversation about the plans. Time flew by, and he kindly offered to give me a lift.

"So you're going to be a bartender?" I had mentioned to Lo'ak that I was taking mixology classes, which required some explanation. Lo'ak seemed genuinely impressed, admiring the confidence it takes to be a bartender in certain establishments. Although it didn't feel like a big deal to me, I appreciated his sentiment.

"Yeah, I'll be like those hot skilled women pouring and shaking drinks," I joked. Lo'ak laughed at this, which made me chuckle too.

"For real, and looking great in the process," he added. Surprisingly, the thought of bartending and impressing Lo'ak stirred some flattering butterflies within me. "ya'know, you're not so bad yourself" I spoke softly now, looking out the window with my chin in my palm, I hear Lo'ak scoff, chuckling under his breath as he took a right. "uh huh? that so, ma?"

I smiled at him, noticing that he was already looking at me before he turned his attention back to the road. I hadn't even realized we'd pulled up to my driveway when he parked and opened the door for me, then returned to his spot after closing it and watching me get to my door-step. "I'll see you around, Lo'ak." I yelled out to him.

Watching Lo'ak reverse out, he blinked his headlights at me three times. A way of saying "goodbye", it was cute. I unlocked my door and took off my shoes as Ghost came running towards me.

"Hey, buddy! Mama's back!" I picked him up and walked to the kitchen, pouring some cat food for him to eat while I searched online for furniture. Reflecting on today's events, I realized Lo'ak wasn't so bad compared to our previous encounters - not that they were awful, but he often found himself in trouble and scolded by Neteyam.

My cheeks flushed as I recalled Lo'ak's lighthearted flirting – his subtle hand placements and the way he held the door open for me. He was quite the gentleman, to my surprise. Ghost, my cat, sat in front of me, blocking my phone view while placing his paw on my cheek and rubbing his cheek against my own. Typically, this meant he was ready for bed, so I scooped him up and headed to the room. After taking a quick shower, I lay down with Ghost curled up in my arms.

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[plasmasimagination]

um, hi! if it's no problem, i'd like to request a small, hot raspberry caramel macchiato with milk and egg bites! (Keqing and Mona!)

Relationship - Romantic

Summary - Jelousy suits you

Uh - Fluff

Reader - Female reader

Characters - Keqing and mona

A/n - I kinda got carried away and this one turned out a bit longer than I expected I'm really really really sorry if it didn't turn out how you wanted it's my first time writting for two ladies so I really hope you enjoy

Hi there sweetie ^^ Here's your order , enjoy it darling mwah mwah

KEQING

You trusted your girlfriend, you knew she was the most loyal person you know,but still even tho You didn't want to admit it, seeing Keqing laugh and talk with her colleagues, made your blood boil with jealousy.

Now you were on your way to meet with keqing. And as soon as Keqing saw you, she excused herself and walked over to you with a bright smile on her face. "Hey, you're here!" she said, wrapping her arms around your waist in a tight embrace. "I missed you."

You couldn't help but feel a little less jealous. "I missed you too," you replied.

You were going with Keqing to your dinner reservation and you have totally forgotten your Jelousy from before and you were happy to be with her

When you arrived at the restaurant, you were surprised to see that Ningguang had joined you for lunch. Keqing introduced you to her, and you tried to hide your feelings and acted polite, she was still a big person to liyue.

But as the meal went on, you couldn't help but feel like Ningguang was getting a little too close to Keqing for your liking. She would touch her arm or lean in to whisper something in her ear, and it made your hunger practically dissapear, you were disgusted.

Eventually, lunch came to an end, and you and Keqing walked back to her apartment. Keqing was putting her jacket up and when you stepped in she turned to you and said "everything alright my love?"

You were taken aback by that question, did she notice? "Uh I'm fine, don't worry..." You answered avoiding eye contact

"are you sure? You seemed quite jelous if I may say so?"You blushed out of embarrassment and looked away . She on the other hand catched the hint.Keqing's expression softened as she pulled you into a hug. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't realize ningguangs presence bothering you that much." You let out a sigh of relief as Keqing kissed you on the forehead. "Jealousy suits you, you know," she said with a smile. "You look pretty cute with it".

MONA

You knew that mona is a big astrologist , which means she's gonna have all types of people visit her for her fortune telling . You usually enjoy to accompany her so you would just hang around and wait for her to finish .

But lately a guy has been constantly coming around and obviously flirting with mona. And you knew she also noticed but she didn't say anything about it. So you thought you're overdramatic and just imagining things and you kept quiet .

Later that day you and mona were just hanging outside and enjoying the view and just in general talking and enjoying the nice weather . You were enjoying yourselves until someone approached you... That guy from before. He talked over you while you were talking to your girlfriend and started talking to mona completely ignoring you.

Your blood started boiling so you just stood up and left, you just went for a walk, anything as long as you were away from that jerk . You couldn't believe how inconsiderate and weird he was . Your head was spinning and after a while of walking you had finally cooled down and forgotten about the entire scenario so you were heading to your shared apartment with mona.

Coming in you realised the lights were off so you just quietly walked in when someone turned the lights on . Mona was standing in the doorway looking worried "where have you been?!" She rushed to hug you, and you honestly welcome her w open arms. "Did you leave because of that weirdo? Don't worry I told him to leave us alone but later I didn't find you so I went home and waited for you .

You felt almost silly , but low-key relived that he won't bother you anymore. And you openly admitted of your Jelousy to mona and all you got out of her was a small chuckle and her whispering "but Jelousy looks good on you ,you look so pretty when you're mad"

[pocketramblr]

Ok. I was the one that sent the Double Rejection Ask. Now I’m begging for more juicy details.

How would Urakara feel not seeing the boy that saved her and (indirectly) made her accepted into the Hero Course (since those rescue points were the final push into the top scorers)?

Being rejected by UA in those advanced stages is suspicious. Wouldn’t Shiketsu, Ketsubutsu and other prestigious Hero Schools take UA lead or find themselves about the reason for the rejection and also reject Bakugou? That may leave only the sketchy private Hero Schools that cover a small fortune for tuition available. Wouldn’t the same thing happen to Izuku if he tried for another Hero Course?

That part of the board debating if only reject Izuku is awful but that’s exactly how some board members think. Happens in real life! Would Nedzu try to offer a seat on the General Course or something to appease All Might’s successor?

How does this affect Shinsou?

All Might’s resolve might make Izuku improve his grip on One for All. But on the otherhand, All Might’s ‘technical lie’ on the reason for the rejection may be potential for angst. How would things work in the end?

Thank You

Uraraka is unhappy, but heard that Izuku didn't get any points, and while Mic said it'd be alright, he never said she could give him her points either, so she assumes it didn't happen and thats why he didn't get in. She wishes she'd gotten his number though, or his name. (But maybe Izuku will see her again at the license exam?)

Being rejected by UA is... not suspicious actually. UA doesn't release the top ten score outside of the teachers watching, and the written exams haven't been scored yet while they watch. Most teachers assume the students outside of the top scoreboard who don't get in simply failed the written exam. Because the UA Student Admissions Board does such an intense background check, for the privacy of the students, both accepted and rejected, any information from the checks isn't made public, unless it's like an arrest record, but in that case i doubt they'd be allowed to apply for the exam.

Shiketsu probably takes UA's lead with the vigorous check, which is why if Toshinori gets the video taken down, Bakugou is more likely to be turned away. Other than those two big schools, and a handful of others like the super fancy all girl's school, most hero schools like Ketsubutsu just don't have the manpower to do a background check more thorough than just checking for school records and arrest records. As Bakugou's school records are fine, he would be too. (The same applies for Izuku, but he absolutely wouldn't even try Shiketsu.)

Nedzu probably would offer a general course placement, yeah, say that there's extra time in that schedule and Izuku could train with All Might then one on one, then transfer into the hero course. Even if Izuku didn't apply for that course, Nedzu could fudge it a bit, and a different group would be on the admission's board for that course.

I'm not sure if Shinsou is in the course or not- it depends on if he was placed 41st or 42nd in the practical exam, i guess! (personally im a fan of Ibara ending up in 1A, tho i gues Shoto would still need to not see her as threat over iida... maybe because she's a pacifist it still works.)

I do know that one kid in UA is definitely "expelled" the first day tho

All Might's technical lie will give him angst, but it's just another one in the pile that does. (you know, like uh, how he thinks he's fated to die in a year?) He doesn't want Izuku to find out about the video because that is something clearly not his fault but that his boy would blame himself for anyway- for not noticing the camera, or being shaken and looking weak, or just being the wrong pick. I suppose it might come up later, but only if the student who took the video does something once Izuku starts getting recognition on his own. if not... All Might will silently keep that to his chest, i think. Izuku believes the other reasons anyway, so he doesn't really question him. it hurts Toshi a little bit, the guilt, but he knows it would be more painful for him to find out, so he bears it like everything else.

[apompkwrites]

Hello theree! Sorry that this took a while school plus lack of imagination is bad. But now it's time for Lil!Shroud's turn at the fluff (does this found as fluff?)

It was an unfortunate day for Lil!shroud, like the gods were unhappy that day and decided to mess up their day for their entertainment. First it was their alarm konking out and not waking them up and ended with them being late for morning class, then being called on to answer a hard question. And now it was a savanaclaw and pomefiore student picking on them. They've been picking on Lil!Shroud for the past week, they always thought it was impressive how people from these dorms will only cooperate if it's picking on someone or a competition against Royal Sword Academy.

The confrontation began escalating and that started pushing them around, this lead to Lil!Shroud falling to the floor. They were just about to start gloating when "HEY! Leave my older sibling alone!" followed by a power magic beam that barely missed them. The bullies ran and Ortho dashed over "YEA! EZ GET REKT LOSERS!"Ortho shouted, "Sorry that's just something I heard big brother say, are you alright!? They didn't hurt you too bad did they?" "I'm ok Ortho, think I'll get a bruise though" Ortho inspected to area they were talking about. "Let's get you to the infirmary, I'll tell big brother about this and-" "No! Uhm- no you don't have to Ortho, it's not that big a'deal" The Android boy tilted his head in confusion "But he should know about this, you were being bullied!" Lil!Shroud knew that arguing with Ortho would lead to them somehow agreeing with him and telling Idia, he was very persuasive. Still they stayed firm on their decision and he respected that. But Ortho didn't need to tell Idia about this incident because he already saw it go down. A perk of being able to access the security cameras in the entire school was he could watch over his siblings from the comfort of his room, but if anyone was in his room then and there, they would be anything but comfortable. His hair was a burning red at these level 1 noobs who would dare put hands on his little sibling. Though it's true that they don't have as deep a connection as he and Ortho, they were still family. All those years of unjust isolation made Idia hold them closer to his heart.

It was fortunate they were in a spot where the cameras can see their face, he could identify them easily and found them magicam. Idia isn't usually one to send threatening messages to people (under an anonymous account) like a weirdo super fan but when it comes to his sibling, he makes an exception. The next few days Lil!Shroud notices that Ortho hangs around more, they don't mind however, the students picking on them got the message and backed off. While the fiery haired 3rd year stayed in his room, watching the camera looking at his siblings he feels a little guilty. If he weren't such a recluse, he could've protected Lil!Shroud in person and make more of an impact than just sending messages to them on magicam, his position as a dormleader was useful for these kinds of situations. Instead he couldn't even overcome his insecurities to help his little sibling. But after the events of what happened to Ortho, losing both of his siblings, he can't go through that again. So for now, he will work up his confidence and try to reconnect with his sibling. The first step to gaining favour points in a game is talking after all.

Wow that took a while. Sorry for not giving a story for a long time (even tho I said it was coming soon) I couldn't think of much 💀💀 I think it's only Lil!Asim left? Anyway thank you for being patient with me and have a wonderful day/night!

hngm my lil baby shroud :) and don't worry about taking breaks!!!

you got idia's relationship with them perfect tbh. he wants so badly to reconcile but he doesn't let himself because he's scared.

but anyway love the comfort for lil shroud. they're long overdue for family bonding :((

[pizzatowerepisodes]

S3E19: cleaning day! (belated tdov special) alright, so maybe noises last few plans to mess with peppino havent worked out the best. but hes no one trick pony! if he cant use pranks to physically mess with peppino, he can mess with him psychologically! he thinks this up while helping noisette clean out old boxes, only for an old baby photo of his to fly out of one of them and frantically tries to grab it. though we dont see it, noisette grabs it first and tries to supress laughter. noise is obviously embarrassed, but wait- hey, that gives him an idea! if he gets his hands on one of peppinos old photos, then he'll be so embarrassed he'll up and keel over. before he can give it a second thought, hes off for peppinos pizza. coincidentally, peppino and gustavo are also cleaning up, but seem to be having a bit of a hard time moving everything. seeing this, noise innocently approaches them and asks if he can lend a hand! gus is more than willing to accept the help, but peppino suspects something is up and tells him to scram. cut to noise drawing a new plan in the dirt a few minutes later, only for gustavo to come up to him and ask for his help, admitting that just the two of them arent even making a dent in cleaning, and saying that, maybe if he does a good enough job he'll actually earn peppinos trust! gus leaves to let noise think it over, and the camera pans to noise smiling maniacally. smash cut to noise fake helping out, just to run into the backroom while gustavo is distracted with something. once inside- oh holy shit this place is HUGE. better start looking for those photos before gustavo realizes hes gone. theres a montage of noise basically turning the backroom upside down and finding literally everything but the photos. hes on his seventh box of special reserve asbestos-lined pizza dough when he looks over and sees peppino sneaking off with a box very plainly labeled 'IMPORTANT (KEEP OUT)' in big red lettering. noise, seeing this, doesnt pay attention to where hes currently standing and falls off the shelf. after getting the everloving shit scared out of him, peppino asks what hes doing here (and why the hell he was on the shelf). noise, again faking innocence, tells him hes here to help with the cleaning. and- that box? thats just what he was looking for, so if hed just handitoverrealquick peppino immediately holds the box out of reach and starts running to get the box away from him. theres a montage of the two fighting, both grabbing and losing the box, before it eventually ends up in noises hands. just as hes about to open it, gustavo slams the door open, knocking the box onto the floor and letting all its contents out. inside is stuff like peppinos cooking liscense and peppino pizzas deep, that kind of important thing. fortunately, peppino is able to grab it before noise can, tells him hell have to try a little harder next time. noise just laughs though, saying thats not what he came for, revaling the spaghetti family photo album in hand. gustavos not entirely clear on whats happening and questions why he wants that, while peppino just looks embaressed. he explains that he could of just told him that, and that it wouldve saved a lot of time (and wouldnt of had to run so much). thoroughly disappointed but not giving up on the plan this far, noise cracks it open. the camera pans over a bunch of miscellaneous pictures of baby peppino, though oddly, it seems like he wore dresses when he was younger, had longer hair, etc. peppino is still embarrassed, but just happy to get this over with. noise is confused though- all his baby photos had all that, too! (insp taken from all thos epsiodes of cartoons that reveal a character was raised as another gender inadvertently making them transgender as hell)

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[scifriskyxy]

Some Short Rules

No drama,I don't like drama at my doorstep it stresses me out and makes me anxious

Don't beg for requests. If I do your request, congrats, you are a lucky winner. If I don't, well, I either wasn't in the mood or the character wasn't eye catching to me- too complicated ,etc

I am a self-taught artist, and really, i just want to make and show my progress on art off or whatever I draw

I am not new to the community, but I have never been noticed before at all by anyone. Really, my little corner is quiet for the most part, and I prefer it that way

I will only warn people once if they cause trouble, like rants harassment and allegation throwing ,I don't speak for long periods with just anyone, only close friends,close Acquaintances and my partner,I don't have much to speak of anyway ,any questions just send an ask or ask here-

QNA

Why don't I have my likes and followers public?

I like stuff that isn't safe for kids. This is my only blog, ok? Ok

My way are my follows and likes hidden?

I like my privacy, and I'm not really trying to build a following or a community, I just post for fun and because I like to show off my art

Why don't I interact much with my mutuals?

I'm a shy and private person, autistic actually, I have a hard time getting used to some stuff at times, and I only do art when I am in the mood to and motivated enough to do so, this is a hobby for me that I am still getting a hang of,I live under a rock on alot of things and I'd actually prefer it this way,fame and fortune isn't my thing if I get it I get it if I don't I'm alright with it,I don't like creating a community around myself I just post art,If you enjoy it reblog and leave a heart or whatever,for my mutual I'm sorry I rarely interact anything further than a reblog like or a comment,I hope you all understand

Why are you blocked?

Well, I have hatred in my heart that I want to diminish,I simply have no time to hate,I have many tags blocked from view however...some of you don't tag your stuff appropriately so I end up seeing it it may be something I like or something that causes me a silent ire within me,so I block for my own mental health and I'm hopes one day this hatred goes away with time,or you are begging to donate for whatever reason, Sadly I don't like people begging nor have the funds to even donate

What do I hate, you ask?

Id rather ther keep it to myself,I hope one day I can let go of this hatred ,but for now all I can do to quench it is to block people who often post things I do not like and I don't exactly support or even want to he a part of its better than typing angry hateful stuff at others but if you already know me you know the stuff and why.In the end tho I just don't have time to be hating on stuff, I gotta keep chugging along

Why don't I repost or support certain stuff?

A lot of the stuff has a lot of misinformation I like go reaserch my stuff prior to support it,if I remain silent about stuff it either means I don't support it as the stuff is a total dumpster fire, I don't want to get involved,or I don't know much about it

What won't I draw?

Humans [I have a hard time drawing that]

Stuff I consider gross/Don't like [I won't elaborate]

[List a wip]

[sugarpsalms]

alright one of my sillier outdoors experience stories so! below the cut we go. tldr do NOT forget to bring your own maps.

Long story short, it was a lovely fall day: perfect weather, peak conditions, and we'd even left home on time. We had our packs and food all neat, and there so much time to enjoy the day, but as we headed out to pick a trail we realized we'd forgotten to print out a hard copy of the map.

Now that wasn't a total loss; there was a big one in the parking area that we could've taken a picture of and just checked our phone periodically, but we didn't want to waste battery, as we'd also be taking trail photos. As we were debating whether or not to have one person take the map photo and the other handle all the trail pictures to keep the battery situation under control, a man comes out of the nearest trail and is like "hey, do y'all need a map?" Oh wow! How fortunate! We sure do!! And he said, "ok great, take mine." He then fucks off to who knows where, and after we verify with the standing map that the one he handed us is, in fact, identical, we go off!

Now this is where things go pear-shaped. Despite the map being a perfect match to the one in the lot, none of the paths it's taking us down make sense. The trails are crossing at unexpected intervals, unmarked trails are cropping up, and despite not leaving the one we were on, the color flags (indicating which trail you're on) kept changing. We must've ended up on five or six different circuits, despite never officially leaving ONE, and what was meant to be a brief 3 mile outing ended up being nearly 9. And the whole time it was just so quiet; no birds, no wind, no other wildlife, tho we did pretty frequently hear voices we could never get a visual on. And almost more annoying than anything (in that 'cherry on top' kind of way), none of the pictures we took—before we started getting worried—would turn out. They'd either disappear from our camera rolls in seconds or entirely glitch out, leaving just these big old blocks of cybernetic green and magenta.

We obviously eventually got out, but when we did we were almost entirely out of the park somehow. We stumbled onto the main service road and had to do another hike back to where the parking was. And despite having done a little over 5 miles more walking than planned, we only got back to the car about an hour later than we'd expected. So somehow very little actual time lost, despite what the step counter said 🫠

Mess! Big mess! Whoever Map Guy was had a good laugh tho, and it's definitely prevented us from forgetting a map ever again. We've been back multiple times with our own prints and never had any issues. So uh. Funny joke, yes, yes, thanks for including us, but please never speak to us again!

LOVE hearing people's 'got fucked around w by fairies' stories and comparing notes to that time me and wife got played big time in a national forest

[darl1ngd3ar3st]

2d angst??????? kinda????

warnings: angst (fluff at the end tho!), reverse comfort, mentions of drug use + overdose, mentions of puke/vomit, murdoc is a nob

concept: 2d accidentally overdoses like the silly goose he is

gender neutral reader

2d grunted quietly as he struggled to open a bottle of pills. He had a long day and just wanted to get high for a bit. As the childproof lid came off, there was a knock at his bedroom door.

"Hey, 2d, can I come in?" That gentle voice of his loving partner. He wanted to see you, he really did, but he didn't want you to see him get high. You had seen him high before, he knew this, but he just didn't like to think of how terrible it could be for you to see him like that.

"Sorry, love, not right now." He simply responded through the door. "Well, okay. I'll be in the living room if you need me!" you said as your footsteps got quieter. 2d sighed as he swallowed the pills, with no water or anything to help get them down. He felt the effects start to kick in, but they weren't as strong as he wanted them to be. Without hesitation, he swallowed more.

You heard something in 2d's room crash on the ground. You were worried about him, so you knocked on the door again. no response. Just to be sure, you knocked again, louder this time. still no response. Fortunately, 2d left his door unlocked. You hurriedly turned the knob to find your boyfriend on the ground, mostly unconscious.

Before you knew it, you were in the bathroom holding 2d over the toilet, trying to get him to throw up. "Come on, stuart, don't die on me." you mumbled, mostly to yourself. The sounds of him gagging had gained the attention and concern of the rest of the band. Murdoc, despite trying to keep up his shitty facade, was noticeably shaking with fear. Noodle had seen 2d like this before, yet she was close to tears. Russel, unfortunately, had been out getting groceries.

Thank everything 2d puked. You wiped your hand on a nearby towel and patted the poor boys back as he vomited. "Jesus christ, faceache..." murdoc mumbled, his voice muffled by his hand. Noodle shook with relief knowing one of her father figures was okay. You hadn't noticed that you were crying until you sniffled a bit.

Once your boyfriend had finished puking, he wiped the vomit from his mouth and rested his head on your shoulder. He was exhausted. "Don't cry, love," he whispered. "I'm okay. I'm alright." He was evidently too tired to notice the presence of murdoc or noodle. But the fact that he was alive was enough reassurance for the both of them.

"I'm sorry," 2d sniffled. "I didn't mean to worry you, y/n." You hugged him tighter. "You have nothing to apologize for, stu. I'm just- I'm just glad you're okay." You sighed. "Murdoc, could you go get him some water?" The skrunkly old man just nodded and headed to the kitchen.

It was only then that 2d looked up and noticed his bandmates, one crying and the other in the kitchen. "I'm sorry, noodz," he quietly apologized. Immediately she fell to her knees and gently hugged him. "You scared us so bad, 2d." She cried. 2d whispered out a bunch of apologies for worrying everyone, all of which were replied to with phrases of forgiveness.

Murdoc returned with a glass filled with water and handed it to you. Everyone seemed to be finished crying. You mouthed a quick thank you to the bassist. "Come on, 2d, let's get you to bed." You patted his back and carefully propped him up so he was on his feet. 2d nodded and leaned around half of his weight on you.

You handed 2d his water and told him to drink some of it. "Waters good after you puke." You said. After chugging about half of it, he flopped onto his pillow and sighed. "Thank you, love." He softly said. You smiled. "Of course, stu. I'm really glad you're alright."

You both stayed silent for a bit. The only sounds that could be heard were coming from the fan softly bringing the room to a comfortable temperature.

"You should probably get some rest." You gently stroked 2d's face and got up to leave. "W-wait, um.." he started. "could you snuggle with me for a bit?" You smiled at your boyfriends request and happily obliged. You lied down next to him and wrapped your arms around his torso.

"Thank you, y/n." He sighed.

WOO ITS FINISHED!!!! sorry if anyone seems ooc its currently 4am and I'm very tired-

[yaomomvs]

TAKE OUR HAND

seijoh x manager!reader

in which aoba johsai vbc just wants you to take their hand, just as the many times they have reached for yours when they needed it

pls i’m sorry i just wrote this for comfort, in having a terrible week and so, i just really need my seijoh boys to comfort me even if it’s just in my head and just so you know, and as i’ve been trying to convince myself, things always get better

tuesday, [15:56 pm]

“nice kill yahaba senpai!” kindaichi congratulates his upperclassman.

his voice makes you react, it scared you. still holding your pen and the notebook you always carry around even on normal practice days, your hand threatens you in the most scary way possible.

fuck no, just... breathe.

you are quick to leave aside the notes, and so, you look around to the boys, who just after the coach’s whistle sounds they are quick to approach your spot.

you take the water bottles as quickly as you can.

“oh y/n-san, i know we are irresistible but you can’t just slack off admiring us!” makki teases you laughing.

“if our dear manager is admiring someone is obviously me” oikawa says, before taking a sip of his bottle, slightly making you blush even more.

“i don’t think she likes idiots who still watch youtube conspiracy videos at 3am”

“iwa!”

“weren’t you the one with a secret obsession for romance manga, iwaizumi?” it’s mattsun time to expose his friend. iwai mi doesn’t hesitate and he runs directly to matsukawa, while kunimi brings out his phone to start recording the chaos in the gym.

you don’t listen.

your head hurts, and then, you once again feel this weird thing in you stomach. you have been feeling like this for the past week, and you try to ignore it . but sometimes, you just want the world to stop.

you can’-

“y/n senpai?” watari calls your name, and you notice his furrowed brows looking at you, worried. you blink and correct your posture. you had just zooned out. “is everything ok?”

“ah yes watari kun!” you force your self to sound relaxed because you feel the sudden gaze of the entire team “i was just thinking in a smart way to insult oikawa, but i’m worried he won’t understand tho”

“hey! you said i was your favorite”

you fake laugh once again assuring everyone that you were just fine. the day goes on, and somehow is becomes more difficult to just stay down not worrying about anything.

and they notice.

you don’t walk home with the guys today. instead you run to the bus not before excusing yourself with an ‘urgent family thing’

“just please don’t let makki eat so much ramen today!” you giggle as you run to the bus “i’m not in the mood to dealing with diarrea!”

“that was a secret between us darling!” the pink haired guy screams cheeks blushing.

and maybe you were just too distracted, but before you face them away some of them notice how quick your smile fades.

“you know guys” yahaba is quick to say “call me crazy but, why did she lie?”

—

wednesday, [10:22 am]

when was the last time you actually enjoyed school? not practice, but school itself. seeing numbers everyday in the board that you don’t understand is frustrating. your throat hurts, there’s has been a not there since the begging of the day.

swallow it, y/n, dammit

you decided to take this class, don’t blame the world, blame yourself. isn’t it supposed to be simple? why isn’t it being simple? is that... 

"Square root of 57 is equal to Xo, miss" 

"alright!" 

it is not like it’s a race, you want to say. why was the teacher obsessed with speed?, it’s unfair. your time is not the same as that of others. 

you drop the pencil and you recline in your chair, why couldn’t you do operations and analysis as fast as they could? you take a look around and the eyes of others look frightening. you see ambition, you see security, you see admiration.

the bell rings and you just want to run, and well in a way you end up doing it. leaving your homeroom, you tell your friends that for today you want to be alone, the halls of aoba johsai are big, for your fortune or misfortune. you go to the vending machine and when your drink falls, the minimum noise makes you startle, lately it’s like that, small noises or actions affect you way too much.

and iwaizumi notices it.

you don’t make a single move, it’s just the cold drink resting on your hands. and before iwaizumi could stop mattsun, he was already putting his hand on your shoulder.

“y/n!”

the orange juice spills and once again fear takes hold of you.

you see them both, you’re not stupid and you know hajime stares at you weirdly, and now mattsun, you hide your fear it a bit worse than yesterday, but you do anyways.

"someday, Matsukawa-san, YOU’RE GOING TO KILL ME! and what will you do without me?" you try to say cheerful, wanting to take away the suspicion, for a moment it works.

"flunk history, that leads me to..." 

"no, sweeheart, i won’t give you my homework" 

you walk and both guys follow you, one faster than another, very naive of the situation. "I begin to believe you hate me," says Mattsun, as the three sit on a bench near the school cafeteria casually encountering kunimi who quickly joins you, patting the folds of your skirt as you sit down, you rest on the table and admire his needy expression and as the tantrum of mattsun grows.

minutes go by, your chest pain grows, but somehow you know how to let it go.

 with your hands supporting your face, lunch passes between you and kunimi, you try to talk, you really try. 

but still, your eyes just glow, and kunimi notices how it’s not the glow you always have.

—

thursday [12:03]

your head is spinning, you can feel the cold sweat. will this be the time? why do you feel so small? why can’t you say it?

it’s familiar, you recognize this feeling, an ocean, you’re floating, you know you can swim, but, you’re in the middle of nowhere, you look down. Out of nowhere the intimidating depth of the ocean is beneath you. And then, you sink. You feel like you’re drowning, you feel like you’re fighting the tide, but you just can’t do it.

i just need...

no, it’s not time yet, it’s still training. the boys... you’re the one who should take care of them, you’re the one who has to be be fine. they had no time to lose, they had a goal and for the moment that was the most important thing.

On that bench, your gaze is absent, you know it is so.

and through the window that overlooks your classroom, oikawa notices it too

“y/n...” he mumbled.

of course he’d noticed. at first it was not so clear, but now he remembers.

when kindaichi pinned your dark circles to him, while admiring you by fitting volleyballs in a way not of your own.

makki watches oikawa from your side, you don’t even know the pink-haired guy is there, unaware that he’s sitting next to you. but he notices. he’s been noticing for days that your eyes are threatening to close in the middle of class.

hanamaki catches your attention and instantly that mask you’ve been wearing for weeks appears again.

"hanamaki, i’m fine"

it doesn’t convince them. they both look out the window and nod.

oikawa notices, and god, he wished he had no reason to.

—

friday [14:00 pm]

breathe.

please just... breathe.

you’re fed up. the feeling of guilt and discomfort is still there, can’t you be calm? people don’t need to know, but why do you want to shout it?

the dressing room is alone, the girls from the soccer team are out and it’s your only chance.

the team needs you, hold on a little.

your footsteps are heard in the hallway once again, a symphony you’re tired of listening to.

your chest hurts, your heart is aching, but you just need a little more. hands are shaking, the cold in your body, you need to stop.

you have to make them stop.

but when you walk into the gym, even with your eyes down, all you feel is warm. and it’s because, the boys were standing, aligned begging for you.

no, they beg for your sake.

and everything stops.

one hand from him on your neck, and one hand around your shoulders.

because oikawa, without warning, now has you in his arms.

and then, only then, you break.

tears don’t take long to come out, along with desperate sobs. your legs fail and out of nowhere, you and oikawa are on your knees.

with an alarmed look, the whole club runs towards both, surrounding you as sensibly as possible.

"i’m sorry, i’m sorry I’M SORRY" is heard from you, between hiccups.

“love, listen...” iwaizumi approaches you,somehow he managed to catch up with you, somehow he managed to hold your hand.

"i promise i didn’t want to, but i can’t, i can’t anymore, why can’t i? i try and i try and i keep trying but it’s never enough! IM TIRED OF SEEING SOMETHING AND NOT BEING ABLE TO PROCESS IT LIKE THE OTHERS. I’M TIREDD OF NEVER FULFILLING WHAT I SHOULD”

yahaba’s heart aches, and just as most of the team, is shocked.

your hands, oh your adorable hands, those hands that bandage his in the middle of an important game, he sees them shaking horribly between iwaizumi’s.

“AND I’M SCARED, WHAT IF I LOSE YOU BECAUSE OF THAT BECAUSE OF ME? BECAUSE OF HOW I AM I-“

watari is quick to place your hair gently behind your ear, a kunimi covers you with his jacket.

“I LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND I DONT RECOGNIZE MYSELF” you lower your voice, its cracked now “oikawa I don’t recognize myself, I want to be me again" you whisper, and a knot appears in the captain’s throat, and he puts a hand on your cheek "please... just let me be me again" your throat burns, your eyes get redder.

the gym goes silent, your words still echoing in everyone’s head.

“why didn’t you-“

“i just couldn’t” you blame yourself cutting oikawa off “look at us! we are waisting time on me when we should be- i’m the one who has to- im you support not-“

“hey hey, love...” iwaizumi whispers his voice is filled with sweetness, letting you sit correctly and softly rubbing his thumb in your hands “how many times have you been there for us? y/n your hand is always there”

“that’s true” kyotani says, finally saying something, emotions overwhelmed him a lot, but he genuinely wanted to help you.

“there’s something about you, there’s light” kindaichi follows up.

“no matter where, or how bad we are, somehow you always are helping us stand up” mattsun also tries to carefully approach you, he wants nothing more for you to feel safe.

and oikawa’s arms were still around you. he never stopped.

“we have reached your hand so many times, so now it’s time for you to please take ours” oikawa holds you face, and you see the sincerity and kindness behind his brown eyes, it feels like home.

mattsun does a sign asking the coach for a day off, both of them smile tenderly at you and give the green flag. iwa and makki are next to hold you carefully helping you stand up. they help you stop shaking but it’s mad dog the one who wipes your tears away with a tissue watari handled him. still not knowing if he did it the right way. you still feel kunimi’s scent. you still see kindaichi holding your school bag making sure nothing is missing. yahaba is the one bringing you water. and oikawa still refuses to let you go.

all of them feel like home.

“thank you”

and that’s how you know everything is going to feel fine.

because this club was yours and you were theirs.

this was home.

[weaselbrownie]

distractions | g.w

george weasley x fem!reader

summary : george needs your attention but you are too busy with your school duties

warning : NSFW! 18+! smut, swearing, degradation (tiny bit), praising, cockwarming, dom!george (mostly?), breeding kink, choking, slapping (once)

word count : 3.2k

a/n : I tried to do sub!george but my fingers slipped whoops, honestly tho this is the second time this has happened ugh 

Snape's unbearable voice droned on and on as you tried your hardest not to close your heavy eyes. It was the last period and everyone was tired, put that and Snape together in a boiling potions classroom, you get disaster. 

You were sitting next to George and Lee in one of the many round tables scattered around the classroom. George was tracing his fingers up your thigh, making out lazy shapes as he too was trying his hardest not to fall asleep. 

Just as you were about to give up the bell finally rang. You shoot out of your stool along with George, Lee, and Fred and jog quickly out of the classroom to get some cool air. The four of you walked in a line to go back to the Gryffindor common room, chatting about the latest gossip at school. 

When you got in the common room you told the boys you wanted to head up and study for an upcoming test tomorrow and they let you go, well except George, he insisted to come up with you to 'study' and you know well that it will end up with none of you actually studying, knowing the consequences you let his come along anyways– too tired to put up a fight right now. 

As you got to your dorm George quickly collapsed on your bed, taking off his robe and loosening his tie in the process. You however didn't come anywhere near your bed, immediately sitting in front of your desk and taking out a few textbooks and your quill. 

"You're really studying?" George asked from behind you, rolling his sleeves up to his elbow showing his veiny arms.

"Uh– Yes?" You scoffed back at your boyfriend with a slight chuckle. 

George didn't answer as he watched you take off your robe and school jumper, untucking your white button-up before loosening your tie and undoing the top 3 buttons on your shirt. He couldn't see anything as you had your back to him but he already knew the view, considering it was already printed permanently on his mind. You turned around in your chair to toss the clothing onto your bed, your cleavage coming to view– littered in fresh purple bruises. 

George's breath hitched as dirty images from the night before filled his mind. You on your knees with his cock in between your plump pink lips. You bent over his legs as he thrust his digits up your heat. You on your back and your legs on his shoulder as he pounded into your sopping cunt. 

You caught a glimpse of George's flustered face and smiled to yourself before turning back to your books, opening them, and started to make notes on a blank piece of parchment. You could hear George shuffling a little behind you, trying to get rid of the tent in his pants. 

"Darling..." George called out softly to you.

"Hm?" 

"Can you finish that later?"

"No" 

"Darling please–" 

"No Georgie stop whining you were the one who wanted to come up with me," You affirm to him which left him silent. 

George stayed still for 5 minutes before he started getting fussy again, it took all his self-control to not go over your desk and throwing you over his shoulder. After sitting down for another 5 minutes he gave up and his hand flew to the top of his erection to palm himself through his pants. 

You could hear George's breath getting uneven and you turned around to see him with his eyes closed and his head thrown back by the headboard as his hand worked himself on the tent in his pants. 

You smirked and slowly got up to move towards him. You stood next to the bed and leaned down to place your hand on top of his causing his eyes to shoot open just to come face to face with your breast. 

"You're that desperate huh?" You cooed to your boyfriend who's as red as his hair. 

"N-no – Wait yes– Wait fuck, darling please" He whined in front of you keeping his eyes on your breasts. 

You smirked at him before standing straight and crossed your arms in front of your chest, purposely tightening the grip to push your breast up a little. 

"Get up" You blurted to your boyfriend who still sat on the bed. 

George quickly got up to tower over you with a desperate expression. You trailed your fingers up his arms and to his neck, pulling him into you for a kiss. Your hungry lips meet another while his hands move to trail every inch of your body. Your hand started to roam George's body– touching and groping anything that passed. Your hand hitched lower and lower until it met the top of his smart trousers, going even lower you traced your hand to the side of his thigh– purposely missing the obvious large tent in his pants. As he was about to deepen the kiss you broke away from him.

"Darling no–" 

"Stop it– I'm in charge here!" You snapped at your whining boyfriend. 

You took a step back and went to undo the rest of your buttons on your shirt. Right after you finish you little task your hands flew back onto George’s body, fingers dancing around as it neared the zipper that would unlock his throbbing member. You swiftly took off his pants and boxers revealing his hard cock that stood straight. His cock was slightly pink at the top with pre-cum leaking down. You eyed his member for a sweet second before smirking at him. 

George expected you to get on your knees or at least touch him once you took his cock out, so it surprised him when you took a step back– leaving him and his cock hovering in the cool air. You kept your eyes on him when you took your hands back to zip down your skirt, revealing your black panties– which you took off on the spot too. 

"Sit" You ordered George– motioning to the chair you previously sat on. 

George gulped, making his Adam's apple bob down before hurrying to sit on the chair. You slowly followed him to the chair, as the view of George squirming with his cock out makes you wetter than you already were. You chuckled lightly before stepping over his legs and hovered above his cock. You placed your hands on the desk as George used his hand to guide his cock into you.  The both of you hissed in pleasure as you sank down on him, taking in inch by inch until he was balls deep in you. George's hand flew up to your hips starting to bounce you on his dick but you swatted his hands away. 

"No!"

"Wha- No?" George asked in disbelief.

"You distracted me from my work, so now you're going to sit there and wait until I finish my work!" You snapped back at the boy who was whining already. 

It killed him to have to sit there when he's deep inside you, your walls hugged his cock like a warm blanket driving him crazy having to keep still. However, George didn't want to push his luck with you so he obeyed and sat still. He tried his hardest not to move when you would occasionally squeeze your walls but that doesn't stop him from letting out the filthy moan that hits you right on your dripping core. 

It had been 25 minutes and he was seconds away from completely going nuts, fortunately, you were already on your last sentence when George was starting to really squirm under you. You set your quill down and closed the ink on your desk before turning your head around to see George's head thrown back on top of the chair and his eyes shut. 

"Hi Georgie," You cooed to your boyfriend. 

With the sound of your sweet voice, George's eyes shot open and he picked up his head to meet your eyes, he really does look like he's suffering. You kissed the side of his mouth before getting up, earning a pained groan from George. 

"Alright alright– I'm sorry" You chuckled down at him before coming down sit on his lap, facing him this time. 

George pouted up at you and gripped your hips signaling that he wanted to be inside you. You pecked his pouted lips before trailing your hand to his painfully erect dick. Gripping the base you moved your fist closer to the tip earning a broken moan from George. You circled your thumb over the red tip a few times to collect the pre-cum before bringing them to your mouth to suck them dry. You lifted your thumbs to your lips before putting them in to taste him, the sensation of sweet and salty jolts your body awake. You closed your eyes enjoying his taste knowing he's watching your every move. 

You finally took your thumb out of your mouth and opened your eyes to find George with his mouth agape watching you. You smiled at him before cupping his face pulling him for a kiss. 

"Hey, do you think you can fuck me now?" You asked as you softly pulled away from his lips. 

"Oh, darling I've wanted to fuck you from the moment we walked in this room" George chuckled as his eyes darkened with lust. 

You kissed his cheek one last time before hovering above him, taking his hard cock in your hands and guiding him into you once again. Like the last time– you both hissed in pleasure and George's hand tightens on your hips. Once he's fully in you started to bounce on him, pleasure completely taking over. George was big, but taking him like this really gave you all new sensations. 

"O-oh fuck darling–" George slurred out as he threw his head back once more.

Just watching and hearing George was too much for you, his slightly damp hair falling on his face, his deep voice letting out moans just for you, you didn't know what you did to deserve such a man. 

You continued to bounce on George as your high approached you. George could tell from your more constant moan and from the way you gripped his shoulder hard. He has gone through this one too many times to not see the signs. 

"Are you cumming darling?" George asked in a deep moaned voice. 

"Y-yes yes oh Georgie please– please make me cum–" You choked out as your submissive side comes out. 

"What happened to being in charge love? Abandoning your role already?" George smirked at his girlfriend who was still bouncing on his cock. 

"I don't care anymore please just make me cum–" You cried out in pleasure as it nearly washes over you.

"Gladly"

With your request, George started to drive his cock in and out of you faster before one of his hands left your hips to rub fast circles on your clit. You let more filthy moans as George stayed still but his fingers work quickly to get you to your high. He kept rubbing you with one hand as the other kept a grip on you to stay still on his cock. You grind down onto his cock as he continuously rubs your throbbing clit. Seconds later you were gripping his shoulder– choking out air as you come hard on him, coating his cock that's still inside you. 

Without warning, George wrapped his arms around you and lifted you up not breaking the contact. He slowly walked over to your bed and gently placed your head on the fluffy pillows by the headboard. He then settled once more between your legs– his hard cock still inside you. 

"Now darling I think it's cute that you think you can take charge– but tonight I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll forget your own name" George whispered in your ear as he drags his teeth down your neck. 

"I hope those aren't just empty words sir"  You teased him as he lifted his face from your neck, revealing a tense jaw and wicked smirk. 

George let out a dark chuckle before pulling nearly completely out and slamming his member into you again earning a loud filthy moan from you. He repeated this over and over again– picking up the pace in the process, completely destroying your cunt. George's face came down inches away from yours before crashing his lips onto yours, pleasure lulling you away from reality. 

"Is this what you want?" George hissed as he pulled his lips away from you "Pretending to take charge when really– you just want me to fuck you like the slut you are" George continued to pound into you, spreading your thighs wider at every thrust. 

You hummed in response as the overstimulation started to hit the lower part of your body. "Answer me slut!" He finally snapped at you, giving your cheek a subtle smack, turning you on further than you expected. 

"Y-yes" 

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I want you to fuck me like– like the slut I am" You finally fully caved into him. 

"Good girl" George praised you as he focused his thrust to ruin your pretty little cunt. Without warning, George pulled out of your warm walls making you whimper at the loss. He shuffled back onto his knees and flipped you around to your stomach before lifting your hips to meet his tip. "Let’s fuck you like the slut you are then" He whispered as his fingers came down to your heat, collecting your juices and opening up your cunt. 

You tried your best to nod and whimper for him as a response once more but he wasn't having any of it. Before you knew it a cold hard slap was delivered to your left ass cheek making you moan out loud again. "Use your words!" George hissed as he continued to slap your right ass cheek.

"Y-yes sir– please fuck me"

"Fuck you?"

"Yes fuck me like the slut I am sir please–" You whimpered, wiggling your hips up even higher in the cold air, exposing your cunt to the eager man behind you. 

George then proceeded to guide his hard length into you in one swift motion, bottoming out completely into you making you arch your back even more. His big hands came down to your hips before rocking you into the mattress to fuck you hard. George didn't even give you time to adjust to the new position– slamming his hips fast and hard into you from behind. 

You were whimpering as the knot in your stomach started to grow again. George was hitting that spot in you that you have never been able to reach yourself. When you thought things couldn't get better George's hand left your hips and wrapped itself around your throat before pulling you up to his chest. The new angle allowed him to hit you even deeper, making you moan out his name in pained pleasure. You were choking out for air as he pounded into you from behind. 

"Yeah, you like that?" George grunted slamming his hips into you at an inhuman speed, “My pretty little slut” He cooed as his fingers tightens around your throat, placing his fingers perfectly to cut out the oxygen coming to your brain. 

"Y-yes sir I like it" You started to stutter trying to find ways to let the words escape your mouth without letting out too much air. “More please– m-more” You cried as you could feel the pounding on the back of your head. 

George's mouth snaked to your shoulder as he bit down on it, muffling his groan into your delicate skin. He gave you a couple more strong thrusts before letting go of your throat making you fall down completely onto the mattress. He was not done with you yet, he used the hand that previously hugged your throat to push your head down into the mattress. You could feel the tears that threatened to fall start to form on the verge of your eyes, blurring your dark vision as you cried into the open air. 

He pounded into you again and again, conjuring stars for you to see. The knot in your stomach grows tighter as it gets harder to hold it in. You could feel your consciousness starting to slip as he works your cunt. "Sir– I'm gonna cum please"  You whimpered out as more tears started to fall. 

"You can't take it anymore huh?" George grunted back at you, not stopping his hard movements. You could only shake your head aggressively giving him a sign that you were really on the edge. "Alright then pretty girl" He grunted again, lowering his head down to trail kisses down your spine "Cum on my cock c’mon– show me that you’re not just a slut" 

Your mouth hung open as another orgasm washed over you, your lower back aches and your cunt on fire as the filthy moans escaped your trembling lips. Your toes curling and your back arching, your juices started to gush out of your cunt, completely coating George's cock as he drives it in and out harder, helping you ride out your high. “Good girl, there you go” George cooed as your vision started to get blurry when he continued to pound into you after your second orgasm, extremely sensitive, you whimpered out to your boyfriend who was chasing his own high.  

George's hand let go of your head and placed them back into the original position of your hips. Giving you a couple more thrust he started to get sloppy, motioning that he was about to cum. "I'm gonna cum inside alright" He whimpered out before throwing his head back with his eyes on the back of his head. George let out a series of curse words as he empties his load inside you, painting your walls with his thick ropes of cum. He came harder than he ever did, you could feel it as his seeds completely fill you up. George stayed still before slowly pulling out, his seeds immediately spilling out of you.  

"Would you look at that darling, you can't even hold my cum inside you" He chuckled before bringing his middle finger to your heat, collecting his cum and pushing it back inside you.

You softly moaned as you felt his fingers enter you. George pulled his fingers out before wiping them on your things. He guided you onto your back once again. He then swiftly laid down next to you, prompting out on his side as he opened your legs. Your gaze followed his hands as they started to near your heat. You watched him as his hands danced around your heat, collecting both your orgasm before shoving them back into you. 

"I need you to keep it in alright" George whispered as he brought his fingers out of you and brought them to his lips. 

George kissed your side once more before getting up to put on a fresh pair of boxers and moving to your trunk to get you a fresh underwear. George closed your trunk again and shuffled to the bed to see you completely fucked out, making him smile. He opened your legs again and brought each leg to the hole of the panties before putting it on you properly. His lips came down to your hips to give it a kiss before it trails up to your chest and your lips. 

"Are you alright?" George asks worriedly when he realizes you haven't said anything. 

"I'm alright Georgie, that was just– really good" You sigh as you opened your eyes, revealing your boyfriend staring down at you worriedly. 

A small smile danced on your lips before you brought both your arms up to wrap them around his neck bringing him down on you. He kissed your shoulder before resting his head on the crook of your neck, settling down. 

"Are you sure you don't want to shower first?" George asked as he lifted his head up to meet your gaze. 

You shook your head before kissing his forehead. "Later Georgie" You mumbled into his hair as sleep started to take over.

"Alright darling– I love you" 

"I love you too Georgie"

[stray-cattt]

Sweet Dreams, Harsh Mornings

A Valorant Fanfic, once again. If you would rather read it on AO3, link is here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40655328

Summary: Based off of the post by @honestlyitsjustsam on Tumblr that says "Goodnight ill be thinking of Cypher being in the arms of his dear wife Nora, laying down on their bed and then their cute daughter jumping to their bed to join and snuggle them but only for Cypher to actually wake up from his dream to his alarm sound on his cold and lonely bed surrounded by the monotone steel walls of the headquarters" So I will be using that as my summary :) Some Arab is used (like three words) Disclaimer tho, I don't speak Arabic I used google translate.

In my opinion, not my best work but wooo writing go brr anyway!

Baba: dad, أمي: mom, عسل: honey

 Cypher smiled sweetly at Nora next to him, the sun rays illuminating her face with their gentle glow. Cypher slowly pushed her hair out of her face, carefully as not to wake her. A content hum fell from his lips, his smile growing wider, noticing the drool that was leaving his wife's mouth. He let out a soft chuckle, his eyes looking at her, so calm and serene. How did I get this lucky? Cypher asked himself, as he memorized every freckle that adorned her face.

       The quiet morning either fortunately or unfortunately, did not last much longer. A quiet squeak broke the silence between the two. Cypher rose his head a bit to look at the source. The door was left slightly ajar, but no person was in sight. He was left in confusion until a small laugh was heard behind him. Cypher laid back down and pretended not to have heard a thing. Suddenly he felt a weight on him, smiling he turned to meet his daughter’s eyes. Giggles escaped out of her mouth filling the room.

       “Baba! It’s time to get up!” She yelled slightly, shaking the poor man ferociously.

       “Alright, alright, I’ll get up.” He sighed, putting his arms up in defense. Seeing as her father was awake, she then moved on to wake her mother. Before Cypher's arms could scoop her up and protect his sleeping wife, she pounced.

       “أمي! Gotta wake up!” She squealed as she shook her mother.

       “Hm?” Nora groggily said, a confused look written all over her face.

       “Up! Up!” Their daughter said jumping up and down on the bed.

       “Alright, I think that’s enough little one,” Cypher said, now standing. He made his way over to his wife's side before picking up the small girl. Said girl pouted at him and rammed her head into his chest in defiance, only earning a hearty laugh from him.

       “Are you hungry?” He asked her, booping her nose, effectively distracting her from her pouting fit. She gave a swift nod before reaching out to her mother. Cypher shifted her to his left hip, turning to his wife, who was trying to blink the sleep out of her eyes.

       “Good morning عسل.” Cypher smiled. Nora smiled back, getting herself out of bed. She only walked a couple of feet before pecking Cypher on the lips sweetly.

       “Good morning love,” Nora replied, running a hand through Cypher’s curly brown hair. “And good morning to you too, trouble maker.” She said, turning her attention to the small girl in Cypher’s arms, ruffling her hair. The girl just smiled widely in response before sticking her tongue out at Nora.

       “Now, let’s go get some breakfast. Shall we?” She asked, holding out a hand for Cypher to take. He grabbed her hand, lacing their fingers together, bringing her hand up to his mouth and giving it a soft kiss.

       The three of them all spent the day together from dawn to dusk. Starting the day off with creps and jelly all over a certain someone’s mouth, and ending the day with lamb, sauce yet again found its way all over a certain someone’s mouth. Who that someone was will forever remain a mystery. Cypher sat in his chair reading a book as Nora got the young one ready for bed.

       “I wanna sleep with you and baba!” The girl whined as Nora tried to lead her to her room. Ears perking up at this, Cypher diligently placed a bookmark in his current place. He walked over to the source of the commotion with a hand on his hip. Crouching down, his knees popping in the process, he met his eyes with his daughters.

       “Do you not want to sleep in your big girl room tonight?” Cypher asked her, brushing some hair behind her ear. She shook her head strongly before rushing over to him and clasping her hands around his neck. Cypher stood letting a sigh leave him as he heaved the girl onto his hip for the second time that day.

       “She sure is a stubborn one.” Nora smiled before crawling into bed.

       “Yeah, I have no idea where she gets that from,” Cypher said with sarcasm.

       “Well, it certainly isn’t me.” She responded, laughing quietly. Cypher rolled his eyes in response but let a smile grace his lips. Carefully he laid down his daughter next to Nora before climbing into bed himself. Cypher flicked the lamp off, then rolled over to meet the eyes of his lover. But instead of being met with her eyes, he was met with her lovingly stroking their daughter's hair, she was humming a song lulling their young one further into sleep. Cypher’s eyes held nothing more than love for the two amazing women in his life.

       “I love you, Nora,” Cypher whispered, not wanting to wake the sleeping girl in between them. Nora smiled and opened her mouth to respond, but a loud alarm startled Cypher out of his slumber. He jolted awake, still processing his dream as bits and pieces of it flooded into his brain. Cypher felt his stomach churn, wanting so badly to go back to his dreamland. He crossed his arms around himself as tears began to roll down his face. Cypher looked around him to take in his surroundings, the cold monotone steel walls staring back at him. A similar feeling of loneliness washed over him, almost as strong as the day he lost them both.

       Cypher tried desperately to wipe his tears off but they just continued to fall. Deciding he wouldn’t be able to get himself together before breakfast he let them fall, no longer trying to stop them. He sat in his bed, staring at the wall, praying that he could go back to his family. But even if they were somehow alive, once you join the Valorant Protocol, you can never go back to the life you once had.

       Cypher’s absence did not go unnoticed by the agents that morning, as the distinct smell of his tea was nowhere in the air. Sova made a note to himself to check in on the man and bring him a bagel once he finished his food. The other agents also made sure to check up on him even though he ensured them he was doing well once he had left his room. And if Cypher stayed up the next few nights working on projects to keep himself from dreaming of the again, that’s not my secret to say.

[sluttyminghao]

dirty dancing | w.jh x k.sy x j.ww x l.jh | two

w.c: 6k (not including texts) request: can be found in part one genre: smut pairings in this chapter: female!reader x junhui x soonyoung x wonwoo x jihoon in this chapter: facefucking (m. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), eating out (f. receiving), basically an orgy in the dance practice room, blowjobs, creampie, marking, mentions of possessiveness, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (pls be safe when you do have sex tho) a/n: holy shit this is just pure sin, i hope you enjoy the second part of dirty dancing~ the last part will mainly be fluff with suggestive themes but i hope you enjoy it also!

“Alright guys, let’s run through the whole thing one more time just to make sure everyone is 100% confident with the choreography!” You shouted, earning chorused groans from the four red-faced, sweaty men in front of you. As you pressed play on the music one more time, they all went back to position and started from the beginning, your mind thought back to the previous interactions you had had with most of the men in front of you.

Your eyes darted from one to the other, observing how fluid they had become with the choreography in such a short period. As your eyes landed on Soonyoung, he sent a wink your way, your cheeks beginning to grow pink. Moving your eyes around again, they landed on Jihoon, who repeated the action and made your skin grow even pinker.

As the song came to an end, you clapped your hands and congratulated them for all their hard work. “You guys have worked so hard and I’m so proud! Make sure you go and get lots of rest before the big performance, you need it!” You finalized, the boys trickling out one by one until you were left alone in the studio.

A few hours after practice had ended, you found yourself lying on your dorm bed with nothing to do. Your social media feeds had grown boring, so you decided to text Wonwoo and see what he was up to, and hopefully, you could spend some more time with him alone. Fortunately for you, he texted back almost right away, letting you know he was in the library doing some study, but you were more than free to come to join him.

You made your way over to where he told you he was studying and knocked on the door before entering. To your surprise, the classroom was empty except for Wonwoo, his head briefly lifting from his books to flash you a quick smile before his head was buried in his books once more. You pulled up a seat next to him, trying to have a look at what he was studying before his voice intruded on your thoughts. “It’s psychology, I have a test next week on the fundamentals or some shit,” he mumbled, not even looking up from his book. You decided not to bother him anymore, staying quiet and just looking around.

You couldn’t keep your eyes off the man in front of you, loving how his hair looked so soft and you wanted so badly to just run your hands through it, but restrained. He stayed quiet for another fifteen or so minutes before you finally caved and let your fingers brush some of the hair out of his eyes. He looked up briefly, and you brushed his bangs away again, your fingers leaving a velvety touch over the skin of his face. He just stared at you, a slight frown appearing on his features. He wanted to ask what you were up to, but the way you kept smiling kept him hypnotized. He didn't move an inch away from your touch, which allowed your bold self to remove his glasses and leave him baffled. 

“You truly are so handsome, Wonwoo.” You murmured, running your fingers through his hair once more and he smiled at the contact. “Your face… Your nose, your lips… Every feature of yours is perfectly harmonized. And your hair is so soft, it makes me want to stroke it, it's even perfect to pull on it." You mumbled.  No words came out of his mouth, but he watched every single one of your actions, eyes fixated on you, carefully listening to your words. "I wonder how many people have tugged on your hair, hm? Probably not many since it’s so soft... And you're really shy, always so quiet. I bet all you do is sit there and blush like the pretty boy you are. It's such a shame, though, a guy so handsome could have anyone underneath, submitting to him in a blink of an eye.” You continued to tease, his eyes opening to stare coldly at you. Wonwoo wasn’t one to take teasing lightly, so before you knew it, you were pushed against the desk of a table and he was leaning over you, a smirk playing on his lips.

His lips were placed on yours before either of you could say another word, and you felt like you were in heaven. Compared to Jihoon, Wonwoo’s kisses were sharp and rough, making you feel like you couldn’t breathe, but all in the best ways possible. His lips took control easily, gliding them, sucking, nibbling yours. Tilting his head to the left he made it deeper, so deep your breath was taken away, shivers running down your spine at the dominance of his tongue against yours. Out of breath, he pulled himself off of you, panting before he moved to pull your sweats down and let them pool at your ankles. Upon seeing a small damp patch on your panties he smirked, again, placing his fingers on the patch and rubbing slowly.

"You're testing your luck today, y/n. Maybe you should keep your little mouth shut." He spat. "Seems like all you wanted to do was come here and start teasing me when you have no idea who you were playing with."

Your back arched up off the table, and a loud moan escaped your lips as he pulled your panties down and found your swollen bud, rubbing it in slow circles. With the way he was standing, it was easy for you to palm him through his sweats, his body tensing before relaxing into your grip as you moved to pull his sweats down slightly to expose his cock, before continuing your ministrations.

He moved to stand at your head, pumping himself while he slowly pushed a finger into your hole and relished in your moans. When he deemed himself hard enough, he tapped the head of his cock on your lips, indicating you to open up for him. You opened up with no hesitation, moaning around his cock as he added another finger into your pussy and thrust languidly.

“Shit, your mouth feels so good,” Wonwoo moaned as he thrust lightly into the warm confines of your mouth, loving how you slightly bobbed your head up to take more of him in your mouth. "Now this is a good way to put your mouth to good use." His fingers were beginning to move more rapidly inside of you as his free hand flew to one of your breasts, squeezing it and massaging it. You moaned, desperately wishing he could just rip your shirt open and suck on your nipples, however, you couldn't think about it too much, feeling your orgasm beginning to bubble up inside you, moans vibrating onto Wonwoo’s cock and making him moan louder as well.

Before you knew it, the white heat of your orgasm had crashed upon you and made your back arch up, your pussy clenching around Wonwoo’s fingers as he watched in awe with his beautifully swollen lips parted in both pleasure and pride. Just seeing you cum made his orgasm wash over him as well, his cum going down your throat and light spilling out of the corners of your mouth. He pulled out and let you swallow, before helping you pull up your clothing and readjusting his own. With his hand on the nape of your neck, he gave you another sloppy, heated kiss in which he was able to taste himself before he finally pulled away. A smile took place on his lips, and he had reverted once more to his so-called shy state. He sat back in the same chair, looking up at you.

“Best study session ever, if you ask me. But next time you decide to tease me, it won't be just my fingers. I'll make sure you can't walk for a week without mercy.” He said, burying his head back in his books.

It was a couple of days before the boys were going to show their choreography and there were mixed emotions from everyone. It had been a few months since you had first met the boys, and you had all gotten closer in one way or another. Jihoon had opened up and was very talkative, and Wonwoo had his arm slung around your shoulder, having become quite fond of skinship with you.

Someone who had remained very quiet though was Junhui. You noticed that he had been hanging around and not saying a whole lot when normally he was the most talkative of the bunch when you were all together. It did concern you, but the thought did occur to you that he may just be nervous about the performance the next day, so you brushed it off and handed him a glass of water instead.

In the late evening of the day before the performance, you found yourself once more laying on your bed, having just eaten your dinner and planned to just watch Netflix for the rest of the evening. Just as you stood up to grab your TV remote, a soft knock was placed on your door, and when you opened it, Junhui was standing there with a smirk on his face.

“Can I come in?” He asked, head tilting to the side slightly. You nodded and moved to the side, letting him inside before you shut the door and turned around. You didn’t realize how close he was standing to you until you found yourself pressed against the door, his body caging you in.

“So, Wonwoo’s changed a bit, hasn’t he? You two seem to be much closer than before.” He began, his eyes grazing over your body quickly. 

“Is that what you came here for? Yeah, we have, and what about it?” You retorted, feeling your face heat up at his closeness. 

“Do you think that maybe he likes you?” He questioned, and you rolled your eyes in response. 

“Why do you care, Jun?” You replied while he sucked in a breath, irritated by your response. 

“Sweetie, we’ve been flirting for a while and you seemed to like it, maybe I’m not the only one you've been giving attention to, though?” He reasoned, his eyes narrowing when you don’t respond right away.

 “You may be correct, maybe I flirted with Wonwoo, even with Jihoon as well. I may have even kissed both of them, or more, who knows? Again, why do you care?” You asked, becoming annoyed by his invasive questions. 

Jun stayed silent for a moment, his eyes piercing into your soul. The way his jaw clenched didn't go unnoticed by you, and you tried your best to suppress the victorious smirk that threatened to appear on your face.

It happened too quick and you almost couldn't process the way he suddenly grabbed on your arms and pushed you against the wall, pinning you. His grip was firm as his figure towered over you, forcing you to look up to meet his strong gaze. He leaned in, nose brushing against yours and hot breath fanning against your lips.

"Ah?" He asked rhetorically. "Was it fun? Did they make you feel satisfied?" He continued, lips curling upwards at the sight of your body reacting to his proximity. His hands trailed down and found their place on your hips, fingertips digging on your skin. "I bet they didn't, hm? Otherwise, you wouldn't be shaking now that I have my hands on you."

You took a deep breath through your nose, arousal pooling in your underwear at his sudden possessiveness. "S-shut the f-fuck up." You stuttered out the moment his lips started grazing on your cheek and jaw. Jun let out a breathy chuckle, his gaze darkening as he watched you in amusement. "Stuttering now? How cute.”

You managed to place your hands on his chest and push him slightly, making his hooded eyes cross paths with yours again. "You're just jealous, aren't you?" You smirked. "You’re salty because you're the only one who hasn't touched me yet, is that it?" Junhui pushed you even further against the wall, this time his body was pressed flush against yours, his thigh being placed between your legs. His large hand grabbed your face and tilted it up.

"And what if I am?" He asked in a husky voice. "If I want to claim you right now, what are you gonna do about it?" You smiled at his sudden possessiveness over you. Your head kept spinning, he was hotter than you could've ever imagined.

 "I'd tell you that I don't belong to anyone… Yet. The options are too good to just pick one."

Jun smirked.

“Is that so?" He clicked his tongue. "Well... I guess that means I’ll have to prove to you why it should be me the one to have the upper hand.” Before you can even respond to his statement he’s roughly pushing his lips to yours, one of his hands reaching to hold your waist while the other moved towards your hair, tugging lightly on your scalp. The tingling feeling made goosebumps rise on your skin, and you let yourself collapse into his warmth, his body slowly walking backwards with you until he was on the bed.

He switched positions so that you were underneath him, and he was shuffling your pants down and settling himself between your thighs. He smirked as he placed his tongue flat against your damp panties, a soft gasp leaving your lips as he repeated the action, watching you squirm on the bedsheets. “It’s finally my turn, and I’m going to savour it,” he spoke quietly, nipping at the skin on your thighs before tearing your panties off and diving straight into your soaking pussy, giving you no time to complain about how he had ripped your underwear.

His tongue was hot and fast as he lapped up your juices and sucked on your swollen bud, loving the sounds you were making and loving how you tasted. “You taste amazing, fuck. You're so hot, I want you to be mine.” He spoke to you briefly, before his tongue was darting out once more and licking and nipping at your folds. His tongue felt like pure magic, better than any of the vibrators or dildos hiding away in your nightstand. Your hands flew up to his hair and you tugged on the strands harshly, indicating you were nearing your orgasm. 

“I’m-I’m gonna cum, Jun!” You yelled, your orgasm causing your legs to shake and your vision to blur temporarily, feeling as if you were on cloud nine. Junhui continued to lap at your folds, collecting all of your juices before you were pushing him away from oversensitivity. You drew in a shaky breath as you thought about what had just happened before you were opening your eyes to see Jun’s lust-filled eyes in front of your own, looking breathtaking in all his glory. 

“I think it’s only fair if you repay the favour by helping me out with my little problem, yes?” He questioned, his eyes drifting down to where his boxers showed a prominent tent and a small wet spot, your tongue darting out to lick at your lips thinking about having him in your mouth. "Suck it now, princess." He demanded. You wasted no time pulling his pants down and taking his cock into your mouth, bobbing up and down quickly and loving the moans that spewed from his mouth.

His cock was thicker than Wonwoo’s, but a little shorter, which made it semi-easier for you to take him in your mouth. He began thrusting shallowly into your mouth, his soft moans infiltrating your ears and only spurring you on to bob faster and make him cum as quickly as possible. “Fuck, yes baby, make me cum and swallow every drop of it,” He moaned, a hand threading through your hair and tugging lightly.

He came in your mouth shortly after, his moans loud as his cum filled your mouth fully. He pulled out after and let you swallow, then pat your cheek signaling you had done a good job before squeezing them and placing a chaste kiss on your lips that unconsciously made you melt on the spot. His pants were pulled up, along with yours, before he walked to the front door. You walked over to him, pecking his cheek before he decided to leave and went to get some rest. “I hope I was able to prove something to you, doll.” He spoke quietly, shutting the door and leaving you to deal with your feelings by yourself, your mind swimming with many emotions.

As soon as he had exited your dorm building, Junhui had pulled his phone out of his pocket and began typing quickly, his fingers flying across the screen. A smirk played on his lips as he continued to text his friends, plans already swirling around his mind on what he wanted to say and what he wanted to do after.

Junhui had sent a text to you, asking if you could come to the dance practice room to give them a hand before their performance. Your eyebrow rose at his question, thinking that you had already run through everything with each of them and they were confident with what they were doing. You sent him back a hurried text regardless, telling him you would be there in around ten minutes.

“She’ll be here in around ten minutes,” Junhui spoke quickly, three pairs of eyes darting to his form that was slouched against the mirror. “Did she ask why? It does seem a little odd that you’ve asked her out of nowhere,” Wonwoo reasoned, his hands toying with his fingers. Both Jihoon and Soonyoung agreed, thinking that it did seem weird. “She didn't question it, but I think she'll have questions when she arrives, so we need to have our story ready by the time she gets here.”

On your walk to the dance practice room, there were millions of thoughts whirring around your mind. Did they want to change some moves in the choreography? Did they have concerns about some of the more risque dance moves? It made your head feel heavy the more you thought about it, but you shook it off as you now stood in front of the door to the practice room, pushing the door handle and bracing yourself for whatever the boys had to throw at you.

“You’re finally here,” Wonwoo stated, making your body jump from how loud his voice sounded. You felt your cheeks glow with embarrassment as you closed the door, walking over to put your duffel bag on the ground with everyone else’s. When you turned around to face them, they were all unashamedly letting their eyes graze over your form, Soonyoung smirking at your initial reaction to turning around once more with your back to them.

“Why are you guys staring at me?” You whined, your head becoming buried in your hands and your heart pounding against your ribcage.

“We need to have a chat with you, come and have a seat, doll,” Junhui spoke smoothly, and you could practically hear the smirk oozing from his voice. You froze for a moment, the nickname sending shivers down your spine and arousal beginning to warm through your abdomen. 

You slowly shuffled over to where the boys were sitting in a semi-circle and sat next to Jihoon, shuffling on the floorboards until you were somewhat comfortable. They all shifted their attention to you, which only made your cheeks burn more and made you squirm.

“We know what you’ve been doing, with all of us,” Soonyoung began, his lips contorting up into a smirk. At first, you were confused, but the more they began to explain it to you, your eyes widened and you knew you had fucked up. “Junhui told us that we were just options to you, and you were waiting to pick one of us. Why don’t we determine that now, huh? You can show us just how filthy you are,” Soonyoung spoke roughly.

Your cheeks were certainly as red as a beetroot as they recalled their times with you, and how much they wanted to reenact those scenarios. You buried your head between your palms once more, feeling your panties begin to stick to you the more they taunted and teased you.

“Why don’t we determine who could fuck you best once and for all?” Wonwoo began, all eyes trained on him intensely as he smirked and continued, “We could take turns fucking you and torturing you to see who makes it better, would you like that, kitten?” He finished, his eyes boring into your own.

"I-Is this a joke?" You stuttered out, heart racing. "I-"

"Does it look like a joke to you?" Jihoon interrupted you, quirking a brow. "You should know better, baby. If you wanted to play with the four of us at the same time, then that's exactly what we're going to do."

You gulped, instinctively pressing your thighs together at the idea, trying to get a bit of pleasure.

Soonyoung then smirked, leaning forward as his strong, hungry gaze pierced your soul.

"You asked for it, princess. You used us and now it's time for us to do the same with you. But don't worry, we'll take care of you and make this moment unforgettable, alright? You know how well I know your body already, I've talked about this with them so they're able to know. You better be prepared for what's about to come."

You nodded slowly, licking at your sudden dry lips. All of the boys became excited in anticipation, preparing to execute their plan.

Jihoon quickly moved to the door and locked it, just in case someone decided they wanted to walk in. Soonyoung moved all of the duffle bags out of the way, and laid a towel down on the floor, just in case of any messes that would occur. Wonwoo and Junhui made sure to clear the floor of anything that might cause any damage or harm to you or themselves before they turned to you with identical smirks.

“Let’s get those clothes off you,” Junhui murmured, his hands already toying with the hem of your shirt. Your shirt was pulled off slowly, all of the boys turning and glancing at your almost naked figure and feeling their pants begin to constrict. Junhui wasted no time latching his lips to your neck, sucking softly on the skin, and you let yourself melt into his soft touch, your eyes rolling back into your head.

Wonwoo couldn’t hold himself back at the sight, a small groan escaping his lips as he made his way to your front, his hands coming up to cup your covered breasts and squeezing harshly, loving how your whimpers sounded when his hands worked on your chest. His hands moved behind your back to take care of your bra, unclipping it and letting your breasts hang free, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.

The sexual tension was thick and you felt like you couldn’t breathe, but it only made you feel more aroused. With Junhui’s lips still sucking on your neck and Wonwoo’s large hands squeezing and playing with your now bare breasts, you hardly noticed Jihoon come up behind you and begin pulling your leggings down, his lips leaving a wet trail of kisses down your spine as he moved.

Soonyoung stood back and observed, a smirk pulling onto his face as he watched you succumb to the pleasure of the others, knowing that he had already claimed you first and was feeling a sense of pride. He strode over towards you, his hand coming up to grip your neck and smashing his lips against your own roughly, a yelp being muffled by his lips at the sudden action.

He pulled away just as quickly as he had pushed his lips to yours, his eyes dark and clouded with lust. You watched as the boys slowly removed themselves from you, peeling their clothes off before they were pulled back to you like a magnet. They kept sucking and nipping your skin, making you feel hot and too aroused, slick beginning to run down your thighs.

“Aw look at her, so needy and desperate to get fucked, who wants to go first?” Soonyoung spoke, eyes flitting to each of the men before landing on you and smirking again. There was a small argument over who got to fuck you first, but ultimately it was Junhui who fought his way to that place. He smirked at you and pulled you into his arms, letting his body be as close to yours as it physically could.

"It's finally time for me to have my way with you, my doll. I've been holding myself back for so long…" He breathed, lips lightly grazing over your ear, sending shivers down your spine and making you bite your lip instinctively.

Pulling back just a little, a mischievous smile subtly appeared on his face before his lips were on yours right after. Your hands flew to his jaw, feeling every muscle of his moving and flexing at the rhythm of his mouth, your insides burning at the taste of his tongue, head tilting and making it easier for him to savour every inch of your cavern. His lips were soft and sweet, but his kiss was fiery and desperate; teeth sinking in your lower lip and gently tugging, earning a moan from you he was quick to swallow.

Before you could even register it, he had a hand snaking down your waist, fingers running up and down between your slit and rubbing your clit slowly. It sent jolts of electricity flying through your body, and it only made Junhui groan against your lips as he felt how wet you were with every touch. “Fuck, she’s so wet…” He murmured against your mouth, which piqued Wonwoo’s curiosity as he made his way over, licking his lips and groaning under his breath.

Junhui moved you and laid you down on the towel, hovering above you. Your heart was hammering in your chest as you watched Junhui’s hungry eyes take in your form before his lips were pressing against your chest and leaving soft kisses to the skin. Your fingers found their way up to his hair, tugging on the roots as you whimpered underneath him.

"I love the sounds you make." He said in between the kisses landing on your body.

You could feel his cock pressing against your thigh, and just the thought of him being inside you made your body feel even hotter. You pulled him in for a needy kiss to show him how desperate you had become.

He chuckled, moving his hand down to grab his dick and letting it run through your soaking folds, wanting nothing but to hear you whine and whimper. 

“Look at you, such a pretty little slut. All you want is getting dicked down, huh?” His teasing sent another wave of arousal to pool in your abdomen, and you knew he was loving your reaction. Your hands gripped his shoulders tightly and you threw your head back as his cock rubbed against your clit.

“S-Stop teasing! F-fuck me already!” You moaned out, your legs beginning to shake from the stimulation provided by Jun’s cock. He smiled down at you, fingers running through your hair.

"Baby, you're not in place to be demanding, you know? But since you're reacting so well to me, I might just give you what you want." He said cockily, not giving you the chance to protest any more when he began to push his cock inside you slowly. 

The stretch from his cock was making your head spin, and all you could do was let out pathetic whimpers and whines as he thrust in to the hilt. 

The boys were watching in awe, loving how fucked out you had become so quickly when Jun had barely started. Their hands had moved down to their cocks, stroking them slowly, their eyes not leaving your body as their friend kept rolling his hips against you. His thrusts built up speed and intensity very quickly, leaving you clinging onto his shoulders and letting whines slip past your lips constantly. He couldn't help but moan as well, and you swore you could've hit your orgasm just from the salacious sound. 

“Fuck, your moans are so pretty… But I think we can put your mouth to better use, and I already know how well you suck cock.” Wonwoo murmured, his body shifting so that he was kneeling beside your head. He tilted your head up from where it had been and used one hand to support your neck. You used your elbows to shift your upper body up as he let his hard and leaking cock tap against your lips, sliding it in once you opened up your mouth.

His loud groan reverberated around the room as you enclosed his cock within your warm mouth, with Junhui groaning at the sight in front of him. It shamelessly made him thrust harder into you, resulting in you moaning around Wonwoo’s cock. 

On another hand, Jihoon and Soonyoung were entranced by the show, their hands beginning to speed up on their cocks as they watched the filthy scene in front of them. "She's tight, isn't she?" Soonyoung stated with a smug smirk plastered on his face. "So warm and wet, just wait until she starts clenching around you."

"Fuck, yes. She has the tightest pussy, and it’s sucking my cock in." Jun groaned, biting on his lip harshly. "What about her mouth, Wonwoo?" Jihoon was the next to ask as he kept pumping his dick. "I haven't had the pleasure to feel it, yet." Wonwoo threw his head back in pleasure, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, lips parted before he glanced at Jihoon.

"It's so fucking good." He assured. "You sh-should tr-" He moaned. "S-shit. Try it." Jihoon moaned under his breath, eyes pressed shut at the sight and the thought.

Their thrusts were hard and fast, and you felt like you were going to be thrown into ecstasy within seconds, just from Junhui thrusting into you. His cock was just the perfect length to lightly tap your cervix, making your legs shake even when they were wrapped around his waist. Your orgasm was approaching even faster; Wonwoo was thrusting languidly into your throat, knowing that he’d get to fuck you soon and he wanted to cum in your pussy, and not your mouth.

Junhui was reaching his orgasm fast, and it was evident in the way his thrusts became sloppy and his moans turned more frequent. His eyes were scrunched closed in pleasure, and his hands were now gripping your sides with a snake-like vice.  "Fuck, doll. If you keep clenching around me this way, I won't last longer." Jun said, gritting through his teeth.

His temples were beginning to bead with sweat, and he looked so hot and ethereal that it sent you hurtling into your orgasm. Your loud moans filled the studio when Wonwoo pulled his cock out of your mouth, smirking and groaning at the sight of you contorting in bliss.

Junhui’s cum painted your walls as he came, a loud grunt and stuttering hips as he was riding out his orgasm, then collapsing on top of you. His body was heavy and sweaty, and you felt somewhat sated from your first orgasm, but you were still very aroused, so you sat up, gesturing Wonwoo to come closer to you. 

“I want you to fuck me next, I can't wait any longer when you're looking so hot.” You whispered, his eyes lighting up before Junhui moved out of the way. "Good choice, kitten. I'll make sure to fuck you real good so you won't be able to erase the feeling from your head."

Being the gentleman he was, Wonwoo leaned in and passionately kissed you before he progressed any further. Sliding his tongue into your mouth, he let his hands wander lightly across your sweaty skin, pinching and playing with the flesh as your mind started going blurry from just that hot kiss. He then finally pulled away, lips beautifully red and swollen in front of you, his tongue darting out and running over them as he lined himself up with your entrance.

“Are you ready, kitten? Cause I sure as hell am.” He spoke quietly, beginning to press the head of his cock inside. You licked your lips and nodded before he was quickly bottoming out inside of you with a loud moan.

Wonwoo’s thrusts were vastly different to Junhui’s, in the sense that Junhui’s were fast, hard and sporadic, whilst Wonwoo’s thrusts were slow, smooth and calculated, thrusting in deep to work out exactly what got you to scream.  "Fuck. I can't wait to have my turn with her." Soonyoung confessed in between moans. "But I will be the last one to fuck her, so don't worry. Get her wet and ready f-for me." He added, groaning.

Wonwoo had let his arms cage around your body, letting his head dip down to nip and suck at your neck. His moans were much deeper than Junhui’s and made your pussy clench around his cock whenever he let any of the glorious sounds fall from his mouth.

“You’re so tight, kitten. Just as if Jun hadn't fucked you seconds ago. It feels like no one has fucked this pretty pussy, hm?” He groaned, letting his hips pick up some pace and allowing them to slam into yours a little harder and faster. Your body was still reeling from your previous orgasm, so it wasn’t long until you were whining and crying around his cock, begging for a release. Your hands were splayed out, reaching for anything to grab onto, when your hand came into contact with someone’s thigh. 

Wonwoo’s eyes followed the direction your hand had taken and smirked at the sight of his friend. "I think it's time for you to let her suck you off, Jihoon. Let her show you how good she is."

Jihoon smirked, he had quietly shuffled over towards you while you were in the throes of bliss with Wonwoo. He gripped your hand and moved it over to his cock, letting it rest on the base and sighing softly at the contact. “Move your hand sweetheart, make me feel good too. Get me harder and ready for your little throat.”

Your hand began moving slowly up and down on Jihoon’s cock, while Wonwoo continued to thrust a little harder and faster. Jihoon’s moans were low and deep, sounding very similar to Wonwoo’s. Both of the boys had managed to sync their thrusts up with each other, without even a spoken agreement.

"Open up." Jihoon demanded, squeezing your cheeks and puckering your lips. You quickly obeyed, welcoming his rock hard length into the warmth of your mouth. He hissed at the feeling of your inner cheeks, bucking his hips almost in autopilot as his fingers tangled in your hair. "Shit." He cursed. "Yes, suck me dry, baby." 

His filthy words along with Wonwoo's pace made you moan all over again, but Jihoon grabbed your face and pushed his dick farther, finding your throat and almost making you choke. Saliva running down your chin as he face-fucked you, letting small whimpers slip from his mouth.

Wonwoo was thrusting hard and fast into your pussy, sound of skin against skin filling the room. Soonyoung had to stop pumping himself, not wanting to cum into his hand. However, Jun found himself hard again, wrapping his hand around his sensitive shaft to start jerking off. 

 You could hardly tell what was even happening anymore, your mind was clouding over with thoughts of your orgasm.

“W-won…’m gonna cum-'' You hardly began to say when you pulled back from Jihoon's dick, words being cut off by your orgasm washing over you powerfully. Your eyes rolling back in your head and a silent scream leaving your parted lips. Both Wonwoo and Jihoon watched as you came, with Wonwoo losing his cool at the way you kept clenching harder around him, finally thrusting a few more times to cum inside of you with a loud groan. 

“F-fuck… You’re so fucking tight, kitten. I've never fucked a pussy this good.” Wonwoo groaned, finally pulling his cock out and moving to the side. His chest went up and down in pants, glistening in sweat and looking proudly at how fucked out you had become from his actions. 

Jihoon wasted no time climbing into Wonwoo’s previous position, sliding his dick quickly, moaning at how wet and tight you still were even after being fucked twice.

His thrusts were much quicker than the others who had fucked you previously, his pace was almost animalistic and hot. He had made your toes curl from just the sensation alone. Jihoon was a man of few words, meaning he wasn’t big on the whole dirty talk thing, but his thrusts and his quick pace made up for that. His hands were gripping and skimming over your upper body frequently. His touch sent your nerves on fire, and before you knew it you were hurtling over the edge for the third time that evening.

Your body was shaking like a leaf as Jihoon finally came, that being the result of having teased himself with your mouth before. Soft grunts pouring from his lips at the feeling of you clenching tightly around his engorged cock.

“You were right, she is tight,” he commented in heavy breaths, pulling out of you and watching with a smirk as a mixture of everyone’s cum began seeping out of your entrance slowly, his tongue darting out to lick his lips at the sight.

“You guys need to see this,” Jihoon spoke loudly, alerting everyone to come and join him. They all gathered around you, eyes darkening from such a salacious, sinful sight in front of them; your shaking body with their cum spilling out of your pussy. 

Soonyoung darted a hand out and let his fingers run through your soaked folds, bringing them to his lips with a satisfied hum. You felt your body burn up at the feeling, and it only made you feel more aroused when you remembered you still had yet to be fucked by Soonyoung.

"Aw, you must be really tired, huh?" He asked teasingly, enjoying how you weren't even able to formulate words. "I'll tell you what, since you've been such a good girl for them, I'm going to go a bit slower with you." He said, leaning forward and hovering over you with both of his hands at the sides of your head. "But don't you ever think you're going to escape from me. I've waited enough, so I'm about to show them who knows you and your body best."

He then captured your lips in a hungry kiss, letting you taste yourself and his friends on his tongue. You moaned lightly into his mouth as you felt his fingers run down your body gently. You were even surprised that he would want to treat you that way after his three friends had completely ruined you, but you were truthfully grateful to get some loving caresses as well. He made sure to stroke every inch of you, even your hair as he kissed you more and more deeply, taking your breath away. 

Your fingers tangled in his dark, fluffy locks and you instantly felt at home, having been between his arms so many times. Your tongues fought for dominance, his hands shamelessly running down your chest and finding purchase on your chest. His thumbs played with your oversensitive nipples, slightly pinching and rolling them deliciously. His mouth wandered from your lips to your jaw, then down to your neck, leaving small marks all over your skin.  His touch was electrifying, he didn't have to do much for you to start getting needy, and just by the way his mouth and hands felt on you, and the sweet scent of his cologne, certainly made your pussy throb.

"Please S-Soonyoung." You moaned. "Please fuck me. I want you."

Soonyoung pulled back just a little, enough for him to smirk down at you. He loved how much he affected you.

"Already, my dear? I thought you were tired." He pouted, making you whine in response.

"N-no. Please. Please take me."

He let out a dark chuckle, glancing over at his friends, winking.

"See how much of a greedy little whore she is?" He asked them, returning his gaze to you. "That's right baby, show them how you always beg for my cock." He added, moving his hands down your torso and running his fingers through your folds once more before he pulled them out, coated with your juices and bringing it up to your mouth. “Suck.” He ordered, with you more than happily obliging to his demand, you sucked them in and bobbed your mouth greedily.

He groaned at the sight of you and knew he couldn’t wait any longer to have his cock buried in you. 

"Fuck. You dirty little thing." He let the tip of his cock prod at your entrance, dipping it in teasingly just to hear you whine and claw weakly at his shoulders.

 “Please…” You whispered in a plead, eyes opening briefly to stare into his own lust clouded eyes. He smirked as he looked down at you, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair back from your face. 

“Please what, angel?” He teased, a smirk pulling onto his face as he saw your eyes scrunch up and a whine leave your lips. 

“Please Soonyoung! Move!” You screamed, desperation filling your voice. He knew better than to keep teasing you, so he wasted no time in starting moving his hips, setting a quick and hard pace. Your hands immediately flew to his bare back, clawing at it and leaving bright streaks down his pale skin. He hissed at the feeling, his speed doubling just to see your eyes roll into the back of your head.

"Always so good and tight for me." He groaned. "My favorite pussy. Made for me."

You could hardly make words out as you incoherently babbled to Soonyoung about your nearing release, his chest swelling with pride that he was able to make you this dumb over his cock. 

“Cum for me, princess, cum all over my cock and show them how good I make you feel,” He spoke through gritted teeth, letting a hand run down your body and trace rough circles on your clit, sending you over the edge.

Your vision flashed white as you came once more, your back arching up and you could swear you blacked out temporarily. 

Soonyoung’s cock pulsed inside of you, and within a few more thrusts he was filling your pussy with his cum. A loud groan leaving his lips as he stilled inside of you for a few moments, letting his body go back to normal after his mindblowing orgasm.

The other three males came for a second time almost in sync, curses and heavy breaths echoing all over the steamy room.

Soonyoung pulled out of you, watching as more cum spilled out of your swollen pussy, pride growing within him at the sight. He glanced over to the three boys, who were panting heavily with their cocks in their hands. 

He watched as you continued to shake, letting his hands rub against your sides soothingly.

Once he felt there had been enough time for you to somewhat recover, he found another towel and began to clean you up and remove any dried cum or sweat from the outside of your body. He smiled at you fondly, watching how your eyes remained closed, yet you had a small smile on your face.

"Good girl." He praised, placing a small kiss on your forehead.

Jihoon found a water bottle and passed it to Soonyoung, who proceeded to lift your head so you could take a few sips to begin recovering. All of the boys helped to put your clothes back on and made sure you were okay, each of them smiling at you fondly and beginning to leave the practice room with sore and tired bodies.

“I hope we can see you at the dance competition tomorrow, it would mean the world to all of us,” Wonwoo spoke quietly, his cheeks burning red before he left.

Soonyoung was the only one who stayed with you, offering to take you back to your dorm as soon as you were able to walk. He placed his arm around your shoulder and grinned, eyes getting small. You smiled at him lazily.

"What?"

He patted your head.

"So? Who was the best?"