#he would pick me up off the couch and carry me all the way upstairs with me hanging upside down and then toss me in the air and onto my bed

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Holly & Macy and Everyone Else

Chapter 4: Page 37

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[slttygeto]

༉‧₊˚. "Shut up, mom!" prank with JJK men.

➜ featuring: nanami kento, gojo satoru, geto suguru.

➜synopsis: your child(ren) has a death wish for sure.

➜note: wasn't able to pick a name for nanami's child. also sorry to the anon who sent this, i had a hard time understanding the request at first. anyway, part 2?

༉‧₊˚. reblog + comment!

༉‧₊˚. NANAMI KENTO

“You need to start learning how to fold your clothes,” you mention casually to your daughter as you carry a basket of warm laundry to the couch.

“Why would I do that?” Nanami’s eyes look up from his book, but he doesn’t budge.

“When you move out, you will only have yourself to rely on,” you continue with the advice and your daughter rolls her eyes as she makes her way to the kitchen.

“Ugh moving out this, moving out that. Just say you want to get rid of me.”

“What–I would never, I’m just reminding you that one day you will become an adult and–”

“Oh just shut up, mom!” 

You truly gave birth to a mini you, a prankster. When you first saw the tiktok trend, you and your daughter had giggled to yourselves at the thought of getting a reaction out of her father. Though, you did warn her of the repercussions. Your husband did not play when it came to showing respect to you.

“I beg your pardon?” Nanami sits up from the couch so fast, it almost makes you jump out of your skin. You don’t have time to react, or hold him back before he is storming towards the kitchen where your teenage daughter was hiding. “What did you just say to your mother?”

“I said shut up, because she was bothering me.”

“And you think that’s one way to speak to my wife?” You see his eyebrows furrow, he even slams the book he was reading down on the kitchen counter so hard that his arm veins are about to pop out.

“Kento,” you walk up behind him, calling out his name softly.

“No, let me take this.”

“No baby listen–”

“I said I will take this.” It’s only when he repeats himself in a stern manner, that your daughter starts to giggle nervously.

“Daddy, it was a prank.”

“Yeah, baby it’s a prank.” You rub his shoulders and biceps reassuringly. Your daughter quickly wraps her arms around his waist and buries her face in his chest.

“I’d never be disrespectful like that.”

“Yeah well, it almost gave me a heart attack,” his voice is now much softer and warmer as he exhales, running his fingers through his daughter’s hair. He pulls you towards him and kisses your forehead before patting his daughter’s head.

“Now, whose idea was it?”

“Mommy’s.”

“Hey!” 

༉‧₊˚. GOJO SATORU

“Hey Ryuu, could you take out the trash please?” 

“No, I’m busy.” Satoru’s ears perk up at the sound of his son’s tone. But he doesn’t budge from where he’s standing in the kitchen.

“Baby, it’s been sitting there all day and it’s full. Could you please–”

“Shut up, mom. I said I’m busy.”

Normally, Satoru wasn’t easy to rile up. His relationship with his son was hilarious, one where he doted on his child whilst the latter pretended as though he couldn’t stand all the love and affection he received from his dad. But despite all the love that Satoru had for his son, you were number one. You come first, you are his wife and the mother of his child. When his son will leave, you will be the one he gets to spend the rest of his time with–and when he decided to marry you, a child wasn’t even in the picture.

So he will be damned if he was just going to stand there and let his son talk to you like that.

You freeze when you feel a sudden surge of cursed energy–you knew your husband when he got angry, it clouded over the rational part of his brain. So when you see him start to walk upstairs where his son is, you have to physically grab his arm to stop him. Thank god the infinity was off.

“Satoru– toru! Baby!”

“Who the fuck does he think he is, huh?” His eyes are glowing. You really shouldn’t have played this prank on him.

“It’s a prank baby.” 

“A prank?” It’s fascinating how this man can go from 0 to 100 back to 0 so quickly. He calms down so fast, glancing at the top of the stairs where he sees his son standing with his hands in his pockets.

“I told her it would be a bad idea.”

“I–hey! I didn’t think it was gonna be this bad,”

“I did,” Ryuu starts to walk down the stairs and past you two. “He’s said it before. He doesn’t play when it comes to people showing you respect, even if it’s his own son.” 

Satoru can only sigh at his son’s words before staring at you. “Don’t do that again.”

“I won’t…But I won’t lie, seeing you riled up like that–”

“I’m too old to have a sibling!”

༉‧₊˚. GETO SUGURU

Your girls were a giggly mess. You shush them before saying very loudly.

“In what world is this acceptable?” 

“Mom,” your daughter, Tsukimi, feigns an annoyed tone, refusing to look up from her phone. “I really don’t care.”

“But I do.” You stand over her bed, motioning for her twin sister to get into the role as well.

“Does it matter?” Asahi uses the same annoyed, bored tone. One that quickly catches Suguru’s attention. He walks into the main area from the garage before hearing the argument upstairs. 

Quickly wiping his hands with the dirty rag attached to his pants, he starts to make his way up to your twin daughters’ room to see what it was about. 

“Of course it does, I’m your mother.”

“You’re really just pushing it.”

“You sneaked out last night! Do you know how disappointed your father will be?” Suguru freezes up at the revelation. But he doesn’t let his disappointment or anger get the best of him, maybe the four of you can work this out–your girls were at a rebellious age, this was bound to happen and all he needs to do is figure out a way for all of you to get along without–

“Aren’t you supposed to be our best friend or something?” Tsukimi sits up on the bed, furrowing her eyebrows in a way that reminds you how similar her and her father’s features are. 

“Right now I’m your mother.” 

“Oh would you just shut up?”

A loud slam makes the three of you flinch, and you turn to find Suguru standing by the door looking as angry as a raging bull.

“Who said it.”

“Wha–”

“Who said it. Who was it?” He is so furious you could see steam coming out from the top of his head. “Have you lost your fucking minds to be talking to your mother like that? Did I fail at educating you or what?”

“Suguru–”

“No,” he puts a hand on your shoulder, gently pushing you out of the room. “I need to talk to them.”

“No wait, listen–”

“I don’t want to hear it.” When you see that he had a stern look on his face, you realize that you need to save your daughters from the prank.

“It was a prank. I promise you.” 

“It really was a prank,” your twin daughters are sitting on the same bed, looking as sheepish and as guilty as ever. 

“And it was my idea,” Tsukimi adds. 

“And I didn’t stop her.” Your thumbs trace his cheeks, smiling apologetically at him. “Sorry,” 

Suguru sighs, resting his hands on his hips as he shakes his head.

“Fucking prankters. That almost gave me a heart attack.”

“But admit it, we’re good actresses, right?” Asahi asks with a grin and Suguru chuckles before ruffling her hair.

“Yeah, you sure are.”

➜ ┊: COMMISSIONS | KOFI

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[submattenthusiast]

brat

no summary because i cannot for the life of me write one.

pairings ; bratty!sub!matt x mean!dom reader (no use of y/n)

contains- smut, spanking, pain kink, degradation, orgasm denial, mommy kink, crying, all that good stuff.

notes - sorry this took so long ! for @luvs4matt thank you for requesting :) . not proofread lowercase intended.

walking up to the register, you had a handful of clothes and your boyfriend matt trailing mindlessly behind you. “you know you could help me carry these clothes instead of staring obnoxiously at my ass matt” you spoke, breaking him out of the trance he was in. “no you got it, plus i’m already paying” he said, fumbling in his pockets for his wallet. you put your items on the counter and greeted the cashier before jolting forward with an “oomph”. ignoring the hand on your ass, you continued the transaction, only turning around to grab matt’s card.

a cheeky smirk was plastered on his face as you strolled out of the store. “what the fuck was that?” you spoke through gritted teeth. “what? i told you i would pay” he casually said. “groping and smacking my ass?” you shot back, shoving your bags in his hands. he shrugged it off.  “make yourself useful please” you smiled, walking towards the next store. he was dumbfounded by your words but adjusted the bags and trudged into the store. 

“which one do you like better matt?” you questioned, holding up two shirts. matt looked up from his phone for a second before shrugging, “the black one, can we go home after this i’m tired” he complained, returning his attention to his phone. you sighed, choosing the opposite shirt than the one he picked, knowing he picked the first one he saw instead of actually paying attention. “you can go home i’m still shopping, just leave your card with me” you were irritated with him, and just wanted to shop in peace.

“how are you gonna get home then smart one” he rolled his eyes, thinking you were joking. “i’ll find a way” you casually said, rummaging through the rack of clothes. matt’s eyes widened as he realized that you were serious. without another word, he slipped his card into your back pocket and kissed you on the cheek before walking out of the store.

۶ৎ

you finished shopping and got a ride home from a friend, avoiding an awkward uber ride. “thank you for the ride, text me when you get home safe” you yelled to your friend before stepping into the house. you slipped off your shoes and made your way upstairs. the various shopping bags pushing against eachother alerted matt of your presence.

matt lifted up off the couch and walked towards you. “he-” he started. you held your hand out to his face stopping him in his tracks, his brows furrowed as he frowned. you handed him your shopping bags and pointed to the bedroom. you turned on your heels and walked into the kitchen, grabbing water and a snack. matt was frozen in place, unable to process what just happened. you never greeted him like this, you always gave him a hug or a kiss. he blankly stared at you as you moved around the kitchen, waiting for you to speak to him.

 after grabbing what you needed you headed toward the room, a confused matt trailing behind you. “ma-” he tried again. “go in the room, take my clothes out of the bags, and then sit down” you instructed, he nodded and walked into the room. you strolled to the hallway closet to grab a towel then made your way back to the room. walking in you were met with matt sitting at the edge of the bed nervously and your clothes folded neatly next to him. you walked around to the nightstand at the side of the bed to place the items in your hand down, except the towel, throwing it on the bed.

“since you wanted to be an ass earlier you’re gonna watch as i try on all the clothes i got and if i hear a single sarcastic comment you’re in for it, got it?” you said, reaching for the shirt on top of the pile. “yes ma’am” he nodded.

you tried on a few shirts, jeans, skirts, and a hoodie. you were excited to have a fashion show for your boyfriend, so far he hadn’t said anything out of line and it started to make you reconsider the punishment you were planning to give him. after you tried on the last item he fucked up. “this is the shopping you wanted to do so badly, it’s been hours and this was all you got?” he sighed in disbelief, standing up.

you let go of the bottom of the shirt you were about to take off and took a deep breath, matt was doing so good but he just had to be a smartass. 

“get on your knees, now’’ you demanded, tone filled with anger. matt had been acting up all day and you were beyond sick of it. his body tensed at your words, realizing that he was fucked.

“make me”, he shot back, keeping up the attitude as if he wasn’t scared shitless. matt stood firmly in his place in front of the bed. your body moved before your mind as you quickly switched from in front of the full-body mirror to standing in front of your boyfriend. in fear and anticipation, he watched you intently, shivers traveling all over his body. your hands traveled up his body feeling the goosebumps under your fingertips, slowly reaching his broad shoulders. the grip you had on his shoulders tightened as you pushed down, forcing him on his knees.

matt hit the ground with a huff, whispering a soft ouch. “you know your safe word’’ you said while grabbing his face, forcing him to look up. “orange, no need for it, i can take anything you give me,’’ he said boldly. “I hope you can tough guy” you mocked, knowing how easy it was to break him.

his blue eyes gazed into yours as he waited for your next move, feeling another smart comment on the tip of his tongue. you let go of his jaw to softly caress his cheeks, beard pricking at your fingertips. matt leaned into your touch, a sigh falling out of his lips as your soft hands moved.

you removed your hands from his face, tangling one in his hair and raising the other. your palm met his cheek, catching him off guard. matt pursed his lips together, trying to hold back the sounds he wanted to let out. you put a finger between his lips, pulling his bottom lip down. “don’t hide those sounds from me, you were talking so much earlier, why stop?” you said, leaning down over him.

“hit me again please” matt spoke, moving your hand from his mouth to his cheek. you obliged and landed another harsh slap, leaving his cheek stinging. he whimpered at the contact, it hurt so good, he craved more. his cheeks were bright red by the time you finished, a few tears fell but he hadn’t told you to stop yet.

“take your pants and boxers off” you ordered, moving to sit on the bed. he unbuttoned his pants, pulling them off with his boxers, and kicked them off. the cold air hitting his bare lower half made him jump. his semi-hard cock caught your eye, looking at it and then back at his face. matt noticed your stare and felt a bit awkward he wasn’t small by any means but your stare made him feel like he was.

once he undressed you patted your lap, confusing matt at first until he realized what you had planned. He took long strides over to you, stopping to glance at you once he was in front of you. “lay down matt” you instructed, leaning back to give him room.

matt kneeled on the bed beside you before hovering his stomach over your thighs. He stretched his arms over you to balance himself before gently laying on your thighs. Careful not to hurt himself or you, he scooted up so his ass was more in reach for you. he rested his head on his arms once he was fully adjusted.

you glided your hands across his bare asscheeks, attempting to soothe him before starting. He shivered at the contact, your hands were freezing. “use that mouth for something good and count for me” you said, squeezing his right cheek. matt gasped at the unexpected touch but shook his head. You placed your right hand on his lower back and used your left one to spank him. you lifted the hand up, and brought it back down, giving his left cheek a hard smack, his body jolted forward at the powerfulness of the slap “ah–fuck one” he cried out.

you delivered 5 more strikes to his left asscheek before moving on to the right. matt was still keeping his tough guy up even though tears were staining his cheeks. “what are we at now?” you questioned, “six” he sniffled, and the tears wouldn’t stop flowing. “good now stop all that crying,” you said before spanking him again. “seven”.

 the more you hit him the harder he got, his cock was fully erect against your thighs, a bit of precum leaking onto your skin. your hand made contact with his ass again and his act began to falter. “mama hurts please” he whined, you snorted at his words. “should’ve thought about that before being a brat all day yeah?” you responded, moving your hand from his back to tug at his hair, making him groan. 

“you wanted this no? acting out like a whore, begging for attention” you degraded, tightening your grip on his hair. he whimpered at the degradation and at you pulling his hair. continuing to hold his head up, you spanked him again, harder than before. “answer me”. “y-yes i did m sorry” matt sobbed. “if you wanted this so bad why are you crying?”.

“I don’t know i’m sorry” his brain was clouded at this point so clouded that he almost forgot to keep count. “e-eight” he whispered. “good boy, can you handle two more?” you cooed, releasing his head, setting it gently back down. “yes please keep going” he begged, cock jerking at the praise.

your hand struck his ass once again, harder than the last time. you wanted to make these last two spankings count. His body flew forward at the contact, a pained moan falling out of his mouth. “nine fuck” his cock was painfully hard now, and everytime your hand touched his bottom it moved against your thigh, giving him a bit of friction. you raised your hand for the last time tonight, matt sucked in a sharp breath, preparing himself for the pain.

your hand swung down and hit both of his ass cheeks, he yelped, not expecting this from you. “t-ten ah–shit” he stuttered out, and tears were beginning to form again. you caressed his ass gently, trying not to cause more pain. matt groaned at your touch, ass still stinging from the last hit. you tapped his ass gently, telling him to get up, he whimpered out “can’t so sore”. 

“not so tough now huh” you teased, rubbing his back soothingly. “no i’m not mommy’m sorry” he apologized, pouting a bit. “that’s what i thought, now what are we going to do about this boner you have hm?” you ask. “need you please”.

“I thought you were so sore?” you mocked his words from earlier. “am but i still wan’ you, don’t care if it hurts,” he desperately said. “prove it” you challenged. “fuck me good, show me how sorry you really are”. your words flipped a switch in him, a few minutes ago he was ready to tap out, and let his boner go away on its own. now he just wanted to feel your pussy around him as he rutted his hips into yours.

he cursed under his breath as he got up from your lap, legs threatening to give out. you laughed at his eagerness. you stood from the edge of the bed to remove your skirt and panties, now having as much clothes on as matt. you threw the skirt on the floor but kept the panties in your grasp, saving those for later.

you laid back against the bed, into the various pillows before waving matt over. he stood shyly beside the bed waiting for his next to command, quickly moving when he saw your hand. He climbed on the bed and kneeled in front of you. while he was in front of you you took a good look at him, eyes tracing his body. he was sweating horribly,his hair was now a dark almost black brown, the white t-shirt he had on clung to his body showing you his tattoos and the outline of his stomach. your eyes went lower and lower eventually making contact with his cock, precum smeared at the tip and was an angry red now.

while you were eyefucking him he got shy, he hated when you stared at him in silence like this. matt began to get impatient though, taking matters into his own hands and spreading your legs so he could get in between them. you gasped at the sudden motion, giving him a mean glare. “you were taking too long,” he shrugged, focusing his attention on your pussy.

your folds were glistening, something about putting matt in his place got you worked up, wetness collecting in your panties the whole time you punished him. matt brought a finger down to play with your cunt, spreading your arousal all over. he traced a few figure eights on your clit before inserting a finger inside your hole. you moaned at the intrusion,his long finger massaging your walls. 

before you could enjoy him fingering you he removed his fingers, wrapping them around his cock instead. matt dragged his cock against your folds, using your wetness as lube. you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer. he planted one hand on your hip and the other beside your head as he pushed his cock in, stretching you out. matt let out a deep grunt as he filled you.

matt bottomed out and you groaned, his size never failing to leave you speechless. he gave you a minute to adjust before pulling back and thrusting back into your pussy. a few thrusts in and matt was already close. “close–shit” he groaned, your walls squeezed him deliciously. “just pathetic, it hasn't even been 5 minutes yet,” you spat. “y-you just feel so good please” he pleaded with you. “not a chance in hell” you spoke, denying him of his first orgasm. 

you pulled him by the shirt so he was face to face with you to whisper, “don’t you fucking cum until i do, understand?”. he nodded and you connected your lips with his, you both moaned at the feeling. the kiss was short lasting as you pushed him back by the chest, remembering his actions earlier, he didn’t deserve a kiss from you.

matt’s thrusts got rougher and it got harder for him to contain his impending orgasm. He unlatched your left leg from around his waist and hitched it over his shoulder, wanting to be deeper inside you. your thighs stung at the stretch but he was so deep inside you, you didn’t even mind. you threw your head back as matt buried his cock deeper, the head hitting your cervix every time he snapped his hips against yours.

your hands found their way under his shirt, nails scratching down his back. matt hissed at your nails digging into his back, only increasing the pleasure he was feeling. “if i had known misbehaving was gonna l-land me in this position i would’ve done it way sooner–fuck” he grunted. 

“shut up i’m close” you couldn’t even think of an insult to spew at him, his dick was too good. hearing that you were close he rutted his hips into yours, desperate to cum now. “please can’t hold it anymore” he whimpered, cock twitching with each thrust. 

 “cum with me fuck–” you moaned, juices spilling all over him. “shit shit t-thank you mama fuck–” he babbled, orgasm taking over,. matt’s thrusts slowed as he came, streaks of white filling you up. you breathed heavily as you came down from your high, letting your legs fall from his waist and shoulder. his dick went limp as he pulled out. a mixture of cum dripped out your pussy as he did. matt was worn out now, the attitude from earlier completely gone. He fell forward onto your chest, getting comfortable there before whispering multiple thank you’s and i’m sorry’s.

a/n this is really the worst thing i've ever written sorry but i hope you enjoyed!!!

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[sturniluvr]

Films and cuddles

Matt Sturniolo x Fem!reader

Nick sturniolo x bsf!reader

Word count: 900 (roughly)

Warning: none really, just fluff, possible spelling mistakes, maybe a bit cringe ngl😭

Summary: matts girlfriend can’t sleep, she and her bestfriend Nick watch a film on the couch.

❗️not proofread❗️

It was around 12:30am, the only time the sturniolo household was relatively quiet minus the soft hum of the tv coming from the living room as everyone was settling down for the night. The boys had just come back from filming the newest car video and everyone filtered around the house doing their own things. Y/N and Matt in their shared bedroom, Chris, for once in his own room, and Nick in the living room, presumably editing the YouTube video ready to be posted the next day. Matt was fast asleep behind Y/N, while she laid awake staring at the ceiling hoping sleep would overcome her eventually.

*hour later*

Y/N still couldn’t seem to fall asleep no matter how much she tried. She turned her body to face Matt who was still fast asleep, softly snoring with his beloved pug stuffed animal mr wrinkleton against his chest. Finally, she threw her legs over the side of the bed and threw on a pair of socks she found to avoid her feet getting cold and she quietly made her way over to Matt’s desk chair and grabbed his hoodie that hung on the back of the chair and she put it on, the hoodie drowning her small frame. She made her way over to the bedroom door and quietly opened it and made her way out and down the small corridor into the kitchen where she was met with the sight of Nick and Lauren, a friend of theirs they’ve known since high school and Chris’ girlfriend, sat on the couch together watching a film on the tv with a blanket thrown lazily across their legs Nick turned his gaze away from the tv as he heard her footsteps across the wooden floor.

‘Hey. I thought you were asleep. Everything okay?’ Nick asked the Y/H/C girl as he watched her open the fridge and grabbed the carton of milk. ‘hey, just couldn’t sleep that’s all. how come you’re both still awake?’ She replied quietly, not wanting to potentially wake Matt up ‘not long finished editing for tomorrow’s video. Probably gonna head to bed soon’ he replied. ‘Come watch this film with us Y/N/N, it’s Jaeden Martell’s new film and it’s only just started.’ lauren added on, knowing how much Y/N loves Jaeden and his films. Y/N nodded and trudged over to the couch after she finished her milk and put the empty glass in the dishwasher and sat next to Nick, who put the blanket over her legs and she sunk into the couch and made herself comfortable and they all continued to watch the movie, Nick occasionally on his phone answering Snapchat replies from fans.

*time skip*

Nick yawned as the credits rolled. Lauren had taken herself downstairs to Chris’ room halfway through the movie since she got too tired but Nick and Y/N decided to stay upstairs and finish the movie. The blue eyed boy felt a weight on his shoulder, he looked to his side and saw the younger girl asleep on his shoulder as soft snores escaped her lips. He chuckled softly at the sight of the girl who was like his sister. He gently tapped her, causing a mumble to escape her lips.

‘Hey sleepy head.’ Nick spoke softly as to not annoy her as he knew how easily annoyed she got if people spoke to loudly when she first wakes up. ‘Mmm hey.’ she murmured, and sent him a sleepy smile, and she made no effort to get up off the couch to go back to bed.

‘Want me to carry you kid?’ He said to the sleepy girl who was practically falling back asleep and she lazily nodded. Nick took the blanket off her legs and quickly folded it up and threw it onto the back of the couch. He put his phone in his pyjama pants pocket. He gently picked Y/N up, hooking his arms behind her back and behind her knees and carried her bridal style through the corridor and gently kicked open the door to Matt and Y/N’s bedroom which was open adjar to begin with.

Nick laid his best friend on her side of the bed, he removed her socks for her, aware of how much she hated sleeping with socks on as she shuffled slightly to get comfortable on the bed and he put the blanket over her body. As he was moving, the floorboards made a loud creaking noise which made Nick silently curse to himself as he watched his brother slowly wake up.

‘Nick, what are you doing?’ Matt mumbled with his voice full of sleep, slightly annoyed at being woken up ‘Sorry Matt, she fell asleep watching a movie on the couch so I brought her back to bed, you know, being the nice bestfriend I am’ Nick replied pointing at the half asleep girl next to Matt as if he was stating the obvious ‘Goodnight both of you’ Nick whispered as he made his way out the bedroom and made his way up to his own bedroom.

Almost as soon as Nick left his room, Matt looked over at Y/N, who, in her sleepy state, had reached out for mr wrinkleton and took the stuffed animal in her arms. He let out a soft chuckle at his girls antics and almost as if she’d sensed him shuffling around to get comfortable, she subconsciously moved so that her head rested on Matt’s chest and wrapped her arm around his torso, the stuffed animal getting squished between the couple as Matt wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

‘Goodnight sleepy girl, I love you’ Matt whispered to her, he felt her squeeze his torso gently in acknowledgment, she mumbled a quiet ‘I love you’ back to the brown haired boy as they both nodded off.

[lanadelreyscokewhor3]

VERONA- L. HOWLETT

pairing: boyfriend!logan x fem!reader

summary: you and logan are eachothers safe space, and you indulge in the comforts of eachothers arms during a storm:)

warnings: petnames and weed smoking, thats it thats all!

word count- 700 (self indulgent fluff session for my own wellbeing)

"the party’s over and you tell everybody to leave/ you leave the windows open/ let the summer wind wash over me.... when you’re in my body/ feel you deep inside me every night/ i'm coming up empty/ tryna' find the words to describe you right/ here in my verona..."- ethel cain, verona (demo, unreleased)

i had to write this because i need to be cuddled and comforted by logan and im just so in love with ethel cain and everything she creates. i recomend listening to the song (only if u want, i love listening to music when i read) to get a sense of the vibe... or to create ur own

You could hear the tiniest little creak of the old wooden floors downstairs as you lay in bed.

A low murmur, before a door shut, lock clicking firmly. Your fingers curled, digging deep into the cotton sheets.

They were cool and crisp, the wind slithering in from the opened window to let the smoke out, and the fog in.

You had invited some friends over for the afternoon, everyone cozying up in your little cottage farmhouse to watch some movies during the storm, and to light a few up.

Your boyfriend, Logan, hadn’t left your side, sitting you between his parted legs, large body taking up the entire couch as he let your upper half lay on his chest, while he stroked your hair.

A few hours had passed, the storm sputtering to a steady drizzle, as you grew sleepy on the couch, consciousness fading in and out, pulling you under like a wave.

That was when Logan had decided to call it for the evening, carrying you upstairs to your shared bedroom, sending everyone on their way.

His heavy steps creaked below you, and you heard him walk over to the windows, shutting them firmly.

You always wanted them open, just a smidge for the cool air. Tonight was no exception, and you turned your head to the soothing sound of the rain smacking the window pane, followed by Logan's steps up the stairs.

“D’you want these blown out princess?” he asked as he stepped inside, almost having to crouch under the door frame to fit through it.

Old farmhouses were not meant for massive giants like him, but he refused to change anything that didn't need to be fixed from a safety aspect, because he knew how much the old charm pleased you.

He nodded to the few candles that were flickering on the dresser, the wax slowly trickling down the tall sticks, plopping down next to Logan's box of cigars and the fresh baby's breath he had picked for you.

“S’okay, no thank you Lo. Are you staying awake?”

He smiled softly, sliding off his plaid flannel before sliding himself next to you on the bed, it creaking under his weight. “Course I’m staying awake. Who would protect you from the monsters in the attic?”

“Don't you dare say that!” you huffed, curling into his side, his chuckles vibrating your whole body as his arms wrapped around you, engulfing you in their warmth.

The hard muscle was like a cushion for you, and you clung to him, breathing in the smell of him- tobacco and pine. You stayed in his arms, listening to the rain fall as he stroked your hair, giving you the odd murmur of reassurance and kisses to the top of your head.

It was like your Verona.

A sweet, angelic utopia the two of you formed together in this little bedroom, when it was quiet, just the sync of your breaths, nothing but eager, soft touches. It was one of the only times you found true peace, was with him.

When he made you feel protected, and cherished, and loved.

Something you had been eager to find your entire life, something that had only recently emerged two years ago- when you had found him.

Moreso, when he found you.

Now you were here, in his arms, listening to his sweet praises as you dozed.

Such a sleepy girl. You did so good today princess, my lil baby having all those people over. You did such a good job. You’re so lovable, you know that bub? My sweet sweet lil girl.

You mumbled gibberish, trying to form words that sounded close to “Love you s’much”, but nothing was able to get past your lips. He watched the candles flicker, the dainty, white lace curtains swaying with the breeze as you slept.

All he could think was how lucky he was to have you, to take care of.

All he ever wanted was someone he could pour his affections onto, and not only did you receive it with touch starved, opened arms- but you gave it back just as much.

He reached over to the side table, palming a Shakespeare book you had left dog eared and tea stained to read.

And yet as he got lost in the play, all he could think of was how Romeo and Juliet had nothing, nothing compared to your guy’s Verona.

[cocosplaydate]

Hands full

- little!nate , little!matt , little!chris x cg!nick

Nick was stood over the stove, trying to cook some Mac and cheese for the three boys, as the water boiled he put a tray of Dino nuggets and fries in the oven.

He turned towards the living room to check on the three boys but when he looked around he only saw two, Chris was missing.

“Chris?” He called out but received no response “chris bud where are you?” He called again walking up the stairs, he walked down the hall, pushing all the bedroom and bathroom doors open, he finally got to Chris’ room. He opened the door to see Chris who was jumping on the bed, Chris knew that jumping on the bed wasn’t allowed.

“Chris you know jumping on he bed isn’t allowed” nick scolded “and coming upstairs without telling me, go back downstairs please bud” nick pointed towards the door.

As chris made his way out of the room, Nick heard cries coming from downstairs, quickly following chris downstairs he saw nate sat on the carpet, a loud string of sobs leaving his mouth as tears quickly flooded his cheeks “what’s wrong little dude?” Nick questioned, walking towards the boy and picking him up, carrying him over to the couch.

Nate just shook his head, tears still pouring but he resfused to give the reason to his upset.

Matt looked up at the two sat together in the couch and began to get jealous, quickly standing up and walking towards the two on the couch.

“But me want tuddles” Matt whinged “you can have cuddles bud come here” nick lifted up his other arm, Matt slotting himself in the gap. Nick now now had Matt clinging to his left side and Nate still crying in his right.

He tried to hush nate and get an answer out of him but nothing worked.

Nick finally looked up from looking down at the boys on either side of him to see Chris was running around they kitchen, his arms out like an airplane. “Don’t do that there’s a hot pan on the stove” nick quickly called out before gasping.

The food. Hed forgotten all about it in the antics of the boys.

As he went to stand up, Matt hugged tighter onto his side, preventing him from being able to stand up.

“Matt bud can you let go please?” Nick questioned and Matt shook his head, only hugging tighter.

Nick huffed, trying to think of a solution. “Okay hold, tight them I’m gonna stand up” he explained and matt hugged onto him tighter “one two three” nick counted as he stood from the couch, Matt latched himself onto his side, resting on nicks hip.

He walked ,with the boy attached to him, into the kitchen, turning off the stove. The water had boiled over, leaving a mess on the stove top, he internally cursed himself for forgetting about it.

The nuggets and fries in the oven were his only hope for getting the boys any food tonight. As he opened the oven door, he noticed the food was burnt. He sighed realising his only other choice was to order something online.

“Chris buddy please sit down” nick pleaded with the boy who was now trying to stand up on the counter. “But me no wanna” he huffed getting down from the counter “please chris?” He begged, Chris shook his head, beginning to run up and down the hallway.

Nick sat back down on the couch, matt still hugging to him as Nate finally began to calm down.

“What do you want little dude?” Nick asked clicking on the McDonald’s app, he picked a cheese burger happy meal for matt, a chicken nugget happy meal for Chris and another cheeseburger happy meal for Nate, he went to pick Nate’s usually order of a strawberry milkshake, but the machine was broken.

When nicks explained this to Nate, he began to cry again.

Nick quickly offered ice cream after dinner, Nate smiled through tears as he looked up at nick who sighed happy he had cheered the boy up.

When the knock was heard at the door, nick tried to stand up but again matt was glued to his hip. He stood up with the boy attached to him again. He knew it would look strange to the driver but that wasn’t his biggest concerns, his concern was getting the boys fed, dressed and bed.

He quickly gave the boys their meals. But not before having to beg Chris to sit on the chair instead of trying to stand on it.

When nick finally got Matt and Nate into bed, matt begged for nick to lay with him to sleep, after much peleading, nick gave in.

But Chris was still running a round the bedroom with a toy plane in his had, pretending to make it fly. “Christopher, get into bed now, please” nicks tone was firm but not harsh, enough to make Chris put down his toy and get into bed. They finally drifted off to sleep, nick sighed contently, but hunger quickly took over as he realised he hadn’t eaten, too tied up with the boys to think about feeding himself.

When he got downstairs, he looked at all the mess from tonight, he began to clean up when he heard footsteps padding down the hall, he looked up to see Chris stood in the door way.

“Me have tuddles now?” He asked, Nick nodded, they both sat on the couch, a slice of toast in nicks hand that he was eating to satisfy his hunger, cars playing on the tv quietly and Chris cuddled into his side, his soft snores filling the room, nick figured out that Chris was only acting out to get nicks attention.

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- coco loves you all so so sooooo much 💝🎀

[daddyy333]

You’re drunk | Chris Sturniolo x y/n

if you’d like you can reblog my original work, but please don’t post it without credit. if you take inspiration from my ideas please tag me, I’d like to see how someone else would write it

word count: 1.4k

warnings: reader is a drunk, a guy tries to take her upstairs but nothing serious, ?

summary: You admit your feelings to Chris after he protects you from another guy at a party

“Chrisss! Come on, you said you would come out with me tonight” you said and he sighed. He rolled his eyes and pulled the cover over himself once more. You groaned and ripped the blankets off of him, throwing them on the floor.

“I need my favorite passenger princess. I wanna style you, that way you actually look good this time” you said and giggled. He scoffed and said “I have great outfits, shut up” He got up and slipped on some shorts so he wasn’t just in his underwear for the time being and you handed him some cargo pants and a really cool graphic tee he bought in Boston, but he ended up covering it with a hoodie (even though you begged him not to) . You just picked out air forces since somehow all of his outfits can be paired with air forces and look good.

“Alright, I’ll be waiting in the car” you said and he shook his head, heading in the bathroom to take a really quick shower. He came down about 20 minutes later and you just stared at him as he got in. “What?” “Dude, I've been waiting here forever” you said and he shrugged, connecting his phone so he could have aux like he always does.

When you got to the party he mostly just sat on the couch, making sure no one was trying to harm you but eventually you got too bored and wanted to dance with Madi who also happened to be there. The next time he went to go find you, he found you being taken upstairs by some random guy.

“Jacob….I’m not going with you!” He could hear you say faintly over all the music. God, you were really drunk. Chris could hear him trying to shush you, grabbing your waist to pull you closer.

He quickly made his way over and shoved Jacob, telling him to back off. Jacob shook his head and walked away and you stumbled over to Chris and nearly fell over before he caught you in his arms. You groaned and looked up at him, not realizing he had come and got Jacob away.

“Chris,” you said, eyes lighting up as you smiled up at him and giggled. Whilst his hands rested on your waist, you cupped his cheeks and he said “you are so unbelievably drunk” “what?! Nuh uh” you slurred, resting your head on his shoulder.

He chuckled and picked you up, carrying you up to the bathroom. He locked the door and sat you on the counter, making you sip on his water. You stared up at him with hearts in your eyes, giggling to yourself through your hiccups.

“Do you know how much I love you?” You asked, leaning forward. He smiled softly and said “I know. I love you too, y/n” “no I mean…like, love you love you. I love your pretty blue eyes and your handsome face. And I love how you make me feel so warm and safe. I love the way you take care of me and…and come with me to stupid parties that you don’t want to be at just because you care so much. I’m in love with you, Christopher Owen Sturniolo!” You said, kissing his nose.

He shook his head, biting his lip before he said “you’re drunk, y/n” “don’t- don’t do that! Sto- stop pretending like you don’t experience any romantic feelings ever, or that you’re not allowed to or some shit. I wanna be with you! Please,” you said, grabbing onto his hoodie.

He licked his lips, taking a deep breath as he looked over your face. Your plump, rose colored lips and your glossed over eyes. The smoky eyeliner you probably spent half an hour working on before you came to his house. The necklace he got you as part of your birthday gift last month.

“Chris, say something, come on!” You whined. He let out a shaky breath, cupping your cheeks and kissing you softly. You gasped slightly, relaxing as you ran your fingers through his soft hair and felt his even softer lips work against yours.

When you pulled away, your eyes were wide and you were panting softly. He sighed and said “you could’ve at least been sober when you said all that. Fuck, you know this is hard for me” “I’m sorry” you said and he shook his head.

He pecked your lips a few more times and said “no, god no don’t ever be sorry. Are you kidding?” He chuckled and so did you, clinging onto him even tighter. You sighed and closed your eyes, relaxing your body as tiredness washed over you.

“Hey, did you ever think about who’s gonna drive home tonight?” He asked and you perked up, looking up at him with wide eyes again. He shook his head and said “it’s fine, I do have my permit and I think I might get by without crashing your car” “chris please I can’t afford a car crash right nowww” you whined and he laughed at you.

“I got it, y/n, I won’t crash it. It’s basically all backroads to my house anyways, we’re gonna be fine” he said, helping you off the counter. You were still quite drunk and he wasn’t sure if you were gonna make it down the stairs before the sun came up.

He picked you up bridal style and you squealed, holding onto him tight. “Relax I got you…been holding you like this since I was like 15. Remember, I used to play it off like I wasn’t shaking” Chris said and you giggled. “Yea…yea I remember” you said, playing with a stray strand of his hair.

You fell asleep on the drive home, and the streets were mostly empty so even though Chris was kind of hugging the right side as he drove it didn’t matter. He carried you in and you woke up when he closed the door, making him wince.

“Sorry…” “it’s okay…put me down” you said and he did, holding your waist to make sure you were okay. You walked slowly to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water. “I’m so thirsty” you said, gulping the water down as fast as you could.

He chuckled, watching as a little dribbled on your chin. He wiped it away and moved to the pantry to pull out something for you to eat. He decided on a grilled cheese, something he knew you liked and couldn’t possibly be messed up.

You sat at the counter, putting your head on your folded arms and slowly drifted off. Matt came out and said “yo what’s going on?” As he rubbed his eyes tiredly. Chris turned around and shushed him, pointing to you.

“She’s drunk,” he whispered and Matt chuckled. Chris turned back to the stove before saying “I don’t know if this is good or bad but she told me she loved me” “what??” Matt nearly shouted. Chris smacked him with the spatula and said “shh!” but he couldn’t help the smile on his face as he said it.

He scooped the sandwich onto a plate and gently shook you awake. “You’re falling asleep everywhere, y/n. Come on, let’s get you in a bed” he said, caressing your cheek. You blushed from the slight embarrassment, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck as you looked up at him, eyes nearly closed because of your drunk and exhausted state. He still looked so handsome to you.

“Matt bring me the grilled cheese please” he said and you looked behind him. You hummed and said “hey Matt” He chuckled at you and waved as he followed the two of you.

You snuggled up in bed and ate the grilled cheese, even though you just wanted to cuddle with him and sleep. He left you alone to put on other clothes and then wiped off your makeup for you before he finally laid with you.

He watched as your eyes fluttered closed, your lips slightly pouted and your cheeks still super rosy. You looked like an angel to him. “I love you too, y/n” he said shakily, playing with your hair. You smiled, just barely awake enough to hear him as you squeezed his shirt with the hand that was on his chest. You buried your head into his chest and he chuckled, kissing your head a few times.

God, he was so lucky.

As of now l'm writing for

Eddie Munson

Lo’ak

Neteyam

Geralt of Rivia

Henry Cavill

Chris Sturniolo

Jake Webber

Dominic Toretto

So just comment the taglist you want to be added to and l'll add you :)

[darknight3904]

A preview to the third part to my gojo fic. Sorry, it took so long to get out.

"Hey wanna play a drinking game? We could all name the things we love about Satoru Gojo!" He suggests like he always does when alcohol is on the table

"No!" Everyone groans in unison.

"Thanks, Nanami." You huff as you slam the passenger side door, effectively trapping Gojo in the car

"Are you sure you'll be able to get him in the house by yourself?" Nanami asks, eyeing the drunk sorcerer who has his entire face pressed up against the window

"I'll be okay...I think. Megumi is at the house with Itadori, they're having a sleepover... Not sure why they couldn't just do that at the dorms. Anyway, I'll just have them help out if I need to." You say

"Alright. I'll see you later then. Goodnight." Nanami says

He's as polite as ever as he walks down the sidewalk to his own car. Somehow you swear Nanami came into the world with good manners and matching clothes on. Seriously, how do all of his outfits always look good?

"Who knew he was this heavy?" Itadori laughed as he supported Gojo's legs

"It's all those sweets he eats. He's probably secretly 900lbs or something." You groan, "Megumi are you even supporting your side?"

"Of course I am." He says, "Just walk faster, my arm is cramping"

It's an entire ordeal to get Gojo into the house. Megumi and Yuji help you toss him onto the couch before bidding you goodnight. You have a feeling they're just going to lock themselves in Megumi's room and watch horror movies for hours. But hey, what else would you do on a Friday night at 15?

"Nghhh."

Damn, you were hoping he was out for the night.

"Satoru?" You ask, crouching down to be eye level with him as he lays on his side on the couch

"Nanamin?" He asks

"Nope. Guess again." You smile

"Shoko?" He asks

"Wrong." You laugh

"I give up, tell me." He groans, his eyes remained closed as he lay there.

"It's your girlfriend." You say

"Suguru?"

Now you don't know if you should feel insulted or feel bad for him.

"Whatever. Let's get you out of your clothes and put something more comfortable on." You say, pulling his zip up off and reaching for the t-shirt he had underneath.

"Hey!" He suddenly gasps, shooting up so he's sitting upright

"What's wrong?" You ask, concerned

"I'm taken. Besides you can't just strip me without my consent. I'll call the police." He says, holding his hands across his chest like he was a woman, "No means no."

"Satoru, I'm the one you're dating. Now let's go put our pyjamas on." You say, maybe he could follow you so he could dress himself upstairs

"You want me to follow you after you just tried violating me! What kind of sick pervert are you?!" He asks, his hands remaining over his chest

"The sickest there is." You joke, "By the way you don't have boobs to cover up, stop sitting like that."

"I'm in a vulnerable situation!" He defends

You didn't have the energy to do this and drunk Satoru was driving you nuts,

"Right vulnerable..."You sigh before walking over to the bottom of the steps "Megumi! I need help with him!"

"Can I use a Shikigami this time?" The boy calls back

"Sure!" You say

A half second passes before Megumi and Itadori clamor down the steps to reappear in the living room to take in the "violated" 28-year-old manchild who remained set on remaining modest with his hands on his chest.

"Um...Zenin-san what's he doing?" Itadori asks

"He thinks he's got tits to hide or something." You sigh, too tired and a bit drunk to deal with all this.

"Rabbit escape," Megumi says, and before you know it the living room is filled with little white rabbits.

"Woah, Fushiguro these guys are super cute!" Itadori says, picking one of them up and petting it.

"Right? I was so excited when he showed them to me for the first time." You smile

"Carry him," Megumi says to the rabbits, ignoring the two of you.

The rabbits move in sync and surround Gojo before pushing him off the couch and onto their many backs so they can carry him up the steps.

"It's kind of like he's crowd surfing," Itadori observes

"Ha!" You laugh as you watch Satoru slowly make his way up the steps by rabbit back.

"Should they put him on the bed?" Megumi asked

You think about it for a moment. Drunk Satoru was always cuddly but he often vomited and you didn't want to clean that up.

"Just...leave him on the floor at the foot of our bed." You suggest

"Heh, like a puppy dog." Itadori laughs

The rest of this is out now. Check it out here.

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[miizuzu]

Not proofread, MDNI...

Part 8

“How’s the water? Temperature alright?” Rafayel softly asks, finally letting you take off the mermaid tail costume and giving you a much needed break after so many rounds of heated sessions you’ve already lost count. “Yes, the water feels nice.” you answered with your eyes closed, laying your back against Rafayel’s chest. His arms moved up to start kneading on your shoulders and you felt like you were in heaven, even though your body was still feeling overstimulated and sore.

Rafayel sees you finally relaxing, and he smiles, “I really loved what you did for me, it was nice getting to see how you would look with a tail like mine.” He embraces you, turning your face for a kiss. “You have to show me yours one day.” You jokingly suggested. “Oh right! Can we go to my place tomorrow after we check out?” You didn't want to tell him about the party. “I don't see why not. I don't mind where we go as long as I'm with you, you know?” He snuggles closer to you.

You decide you want to watch the city after coming out of the bath, draped in the bathrobe, you stand close to the windows and admire the city lights. You loved how you could see so much of the city, pretty sure it wouldn't be a once in a lifetime experience with Rafayel around, but you still appreciate the beauty of it. Rafayel joins you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing the crook of your neck as your eyes wander outside the window.

“We should get something to eat, that was quite a workout earlier.” He chuckles. “And who's fault was that? I almost passed out!” You glared at him. “Yours', of course, showing me your beautiful tail. No way I would be satisfied with just a few rounds.” He smirks. “Let's order some food so we have energy to go again.” He whispers into your ear and you blushed, walking away to look for the room service menu.

The two of you enjoyed your meal and had a few more rounds of spicy sessions in bed before calling it a night. You woke up to Rafayel packing his things, and you lazily got out of bed to brush up before collecting your things. You couldn't find the fish tail costume anywhere and asked Rafayel if he saw it. “Yeah, it's here with my stuff. It was my present after all. Can't wait for you to wear it again for me.” he hums and continues packing, you put the dress back into the box and pack up your stuff as well.

Rafayel checked out of the hotel and the valet brought his car around, he helped you put your things in the trunk before opening the passenger door for you to enter. He gets in the driver seat and heads in the direction of your place. “Oh right! Could we make a quick stop at the convenience store? I need to pick up something.” You asked. “Of course, I can help you with the shopping basket.” Rafayel chimes in. “No, it's ok. Just wait in the car for me.” He looked at you shocked, like you’ve offended his whole race. He pouts and turns his head away, making you giggle at his reactions.

He waited in the car like you asked while you were in the store, you found the item you were looking for then headed back to the car. “What did you buy?” Rafayel questions. “You’ll see later. Let's head home.” He drives off again.

It didn't take long for you 2 to get back to your apartment, you got your dress and your belongings out of the trunk and Rafayel helped you carry it upstairs. As the 2 of you arrive at your unit, Rafayel unlocks the door with one hand while carrying your things with the other. You 2 made it inside and Rafayel was greeted with 2 party poppers going off in his face. He was stunned and was taken aback, until he saw Zayne and Xavier standing there as they greeted him a happy belated birthday.

Rafayels' heart felt warm, as he started blushing. He hasn't had someone close to him host a birthday party for him in a long time. “Thanks guys.” He lets out a genuine smile as you hug him from behind. He placed the items down on the couch and everyone made their way to the dining table. You had a cake prepared and Zayne had already set up the table for everyone to have cake. You told them the things that happened at the event while everyone enjoyed the cake.

“It's too bad we didn't get to see you in the dress.” Xavier pouted. “We brought it with us, we could just have Y/N change into it.” Rafayel suggested. “I want to see it too.” Even Zayne was interested. “Fineee… give me a moment.” You got up and grabbed the box and walked into the bathroom. Xavier and Zayne were excited but weren't really showing, even Rafayel was excited since he thought you looked so beautiful in it that he wanted you to wear it again.

You walked out of the bathroom with your dress and the 3 men were obviously flushed, their cheeks turning pink as they saw the beautiful white dress sit perfectly on your body. You stood in front of them and spun around a few times, showing off your dress.

The 3 of them sat awkwardly, all trying to hide their raging hard-on, which you've failed to notice. “Before I forget.” You quickly guided all of them into your room to take out the gift box. You walked towards Rafayel and gave him a small box which was nicely wrapped with a pink ribbon. “What's this?” Rafayel curiously asks. “This is your birthday present from Xavier and Zayne. They wouldn't let me pay…” you unintentionally pouted. “You were the one who picked the colors.” Xavier tried to give you some credit. “You should take a look inside.” Zayne encouraged Rafayel.

Rafayel quickly but carefully untied the ribbon and unwrapped the beautiful shiny wrapping paper. He opened the box to find 3 necklaces and a pair of earrings. “Is there one for each of us?” Rafayel looked and saw the different colored gemstones. “Yes. A proof that we are all in this relationship, together.” Zayne added. “Aww, thanks guys. I really like the thoughtful gift.” Rafayel blushing slightly. “Y/N, would you mind doing the honors and helping us out?” Rafayel looks lovingly at you. “Of course! I wanted to be the one to put them on you guys when we first got it.” You excitedly took the one with the purple gem and hooked it around Rafayels' neck. You grabbed the yellow one and put it on Xavier, finally grabbing the blue one and putting it on Zayne.

“Who's going to put her earrings on for her?” Xavier quietly asks. Rafayel handed the box to Xavier, “Well you guys bought it, so each of you can put one side on her.” Rafayel generously offered. Xavier excitedly grabbed one of the earrings and gently put it on for you, Zayne followed on the other side. They were all admiring how the earrings looked perfect on you and you did the same to their necklaces. It felt as if the bond you guys had just got stronger.

Xavier had been patiently sitting there, his eyes would be on you, burning the image of you in the dress into his brain. He wanted to touch you so badly but held himself back since Zayne had been apart from you the longest and he thought you would miss him too. “Xavier, would you like to take some pictures with me?” You extended your arm towards him. He jumped on the opportunity, handing his phone to Zayne as he hugged you into his embrace. Zayne helped take the pictures and asked Rafayel if he would also like a picture, Rafayel noticed he didn't get a picture of you in the dress and gladly took the offer. “You should take a picture with her too, Zayne.” Xavier suggested. Zayne smiled and nodded. “We should all take a picture together as well!” You suggested.

Zayne was sitting on your bed when he finally pulled you between his legs and into his embrace, he had always been able to hide his emotions better than the others, but seeing you in the beautiful white dress did something to him. You could feel his bulge throbbing in his pants as one of his hands ran down from your waist to your thigh, hand stopping where the split of the dress was. You could see the wanting in his eyes. Xavier was sitting next to the pillows and was watching quietly as his arousal quickly took over.

“This time I can take the dress off of you.” Rafayel walks behind you, cupping his hands to your chest before giving a light squeeze. As much as you wanted to keep the dress on, you didn't want to ruin or get it dirtied. Zayne slipped his hand into the split and traveled up towards your heated core, realizing you didn't have panties on, he had a smirk on his face. “Was this how you dressed yesterday too?” He asked as he ran a finger between your wet folds. “Mmhmm…” you playfully replied..

“Rafayel, there is something in my hoodie pocket that I want you to get.” You tried telling him before things got too heated. “Do I have to get it NOW?” He didn't want to let go of you, or miss the chance to take the dress off you. “Yes, just go, we will wait for you.” You watched as Rafayel pouted. “Fineeeee.” Rafayel rolled his eyes then went into the bathroom to get the mystery item. He ran back fully flustered, “What were you planning with THIS?!” frantically waving around a bottle of lube. “Oh… I thought it was something you wanted to do. Guess we'll just put it away.” You tried reaching for the bottle but Rafayel pulled the bottle into his chest and out of your reach. “As long as you're down, I wouldn't say no to trying.” His face is still bright red.

“I didn't know our girl was so naughty.” Zayne was surprised but seemed fine with the idea. “Just make sure you fully prepare her.” He continues. “Let's get her out of this dress first.” Rafayel licks his lips as he reaches for the gold ribbon around your neck, pulling it loose as the top of your dress falls and hangs around your waist. His hands now on your waist as he hooks his thumbs onto the inside of the dress and starts pulling it down.

You were standing there, fully nude, as the 3 men's gaze devours you, hungry eyes watching you from head to toe. Zayne scooched himself further onto the bed as he pulled you with him. He slowly unbuttons his shirt and the other 2 start undressing as well. Zayne pulled you closer, your knees on each of his sides as he cups your ass with his big hands. “Rafayel, hand me that bottle.” Zayne extended his hand towards Rafayel, and Rafayel placed the bottle into Zaynes' hands. Zaynes' hands briefly left your body to pop the bottle open, applying lube on his hands as they traveled back to your ass, running circles on your sensitive bud.

Your upper body was leaning against Zaynes' bare chest as your hands rested on his shoulders. “It's cold.” You whine as Zayne applies lube for you. “You will get used to it, have to prepare for it so Rafayel can enter, don't we?” Zayne is slowly pushing his finger inside your hole. “!!!” You gasped from the sudden stretch, you thought it would hurt, but you actually thought it felt nice. Your cheeks were pink, and you slowly breathed from your mouth, Xavier couldn't hold himself anymore and moved in to attack your lips with his. His tongue easily slips into yours and starts twirling against yours as he guides your tongue into his mouth, sucking on that little muscle like his life depends on it.

Zaynes' finger slides in deeper, your moans were muffled by Xaviers' kisses. Zayne gives the bottle back to Rafayel, who's cheeks were burning from watching Zayne prepare you for him. “Apply some on yourself.” Zayne instructs Rafayel, he squeezed the liquid onto his throbbing heat, the temperature of the lube sending shivers down his spine as he covers himself with it. Zayne grabs onto your ass and stretches the cheeks apart for Rafayel to get easy access.

Rafayel moves in closer, placing one hand on your hips and the other on his hard length, lining himself up to your puckered hole. Rafayel slowly pushed his cock inside, panting heavily at how tight you were. “MMMMMM!!!” you moaned, trying to catch your breath but Xaviers hands grabbed you by your cheeks and kept himself latched against your lips. Tears were forming in your eyes as your moans were still suppressed by Xaviers' lips. You could feel every inch of Rafayel's cock, every vein, every throb, as he finally fully bottomed out. It took everything from him to not just cream inside you, he froze in spot, trying to control his breathing as your walls continued to squeeze him tightly.

Just as you thought you to take a breather, you felt Zayne's cold fingertips lapping between your folds, your hands squeezed his shoulders and he took it as an encouragement to continue. He slips his middle finger into your pussy with no resistance from how wet you already are, he adds his ring finger and starts fingering you. His other hand works to unbuckle his pants and pulls it down enough for his cock to spring free.

Zayne pulls his fingers out and rubbed the wetness against his length, he lines himself up against your cunt and finally thrusted upwards, sheathing himself inside you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, never had you felt so full. Both your holes being fully stuffed with their throbbing cocks, both Rafayel and Zayne just living in the moment, feeling your warmth clutching around their cocks, both didn't want to move. Xavier, on the other hand, had not stopped sucking on your tongue, his face burning pink and you could feel your tongue turning numb.

Rafayel finally calms his breath, and he slowly pulls away from you, the friction had you screaming in pleasure. Xavier finally lets go of your lips but none of them can understand you anymore. Your words were reduced to random sounds of pleasure, Xavier watches your fucked out face and starts stroking himself. You watched his hands go up and down his leaking cock and pants with your open mouth while your tongue slightly sticks out and drooling.

Rafayel didn't even make it half way out before slamming himself back inside of you. “AhhhHHHH!!!” you are screaming out again. Zayne is also starting to move, they would synchronize their movements to always have one of them fully inside you as the other pulls all the way to the tip. The pleasure is driving you insane, your head resting on Zayne's shoulder as your eyes watch Xaviers' fist fuck himself. He looked so hot and you wanted more, your eyes traveled up to meet him, and you licked your lips, and as if he knew what you wanted, he got up and inserted his cock inside your wanting mouth.

NOW you are complete. All their cocks are inside you, one way or another. Everyone was getting to their limits, Rafayel and Zayne both grunted as your walls began to squeeze down on both of them. “My love, you..mmghn you're gonna ahh snap my dick if you squeeze eeh that hard.” Rafayel could hardly put the sentence together. “I'm also… at my limits…” Zayne added. “I'm…about to cum too.” Xavier butts in. “Hhmph!!” You muffled out, Xavier whines, “I think she said, she wants us to..mmm cum.” You slightly nodded your head.

All 3 of them pick up speed as they thrust into you, pumping their cocks deep inside your holes as you try your hardest not to pass out from the sensation. “MmmmmmMM!!” you came as you muffled out a moan. And your walls clutches Zayne and Rafayel and they both cum simultaneously deep inside of you, Xavier follows shortly after as he shoots hot cum down your throat.

Rafayel and Xavier pull out of you one after another and Zayne holds you into his embrace for a while before pulling away from you. You could hardly feel your limbs, you felt so drained of energy it was hard to even keep your eyes open. “That… was incredible, we are definitely going to do it again. Switching different positions of course.” Rafayel suggested to Zayne and Xavier. “I wouldn’t mind doing this again. But right now, she needs her rest. She has been a good girl for us.” Zayne goes into the bathroom and brings out a warm wet towel to clean you up, always putting your needs first.

After wiping you down, Zayne positions you to the middle of the bed, making sure your head is comfortably resting on the pillow. Xavier lays down beside you, placing his arm over your waist as the both of you fall asleep. Rafayel and Zayne just watch the 2 of you, Rafayel always amazes at how fast Xavier can fall asleep.

You had a dream, you were in an unfamiliar place. Everything seems dark and you cannot seem to find a way out. You see grandma talking to someone, you look down and realize you were your younger self, you tried walking towards grandma but the distance between you seems to grow further each step you take. You were running before you knew it, you felt your legs getting tired and you started to slow down. Grandma seems to finally notice you, she smiles gently at you and tells you everything will be fine and to follow your heart. She started to fade away, you cried out to her, telling her to not leave, but she only drifted further and further until she disappeared.

You called out “Grandma!” As you wake up abruptly, tears flowing down your eyes. Zayne and Rafayel rushed in to see what was going on. Xavier also woke up from you sitting up. “Is everything ok?” Zayne looks at you, worried. “I…had a dream of grandma just now. I was in a dark city, and I was lost but grandma told me everything would be ok… but she left.” You hugged your knees towards your chest. “It's ok Y/N, it's only a dream. We are all here for you.” Xavier comforts you. Just then you felt something, like something was watching you. You looked outside the window to see a crow, staring from the balcony right before it flew away.

“Y/N, come with me to the hospital tomorrow, there is something I need to give you.” Zayne had a serious look on his face. “Ok.” You nodded.

All of you decided to order dinner and everyone decided to stay the night and leave the next morning. They didn't want to leave you alone with your thoughts.

Morning comes around and Rafayel leaves after eating the breakfast that Zayne prepared. Xavier woke up and ate too but decided he would go back to his apartment and catch up on more sleep. You and Zayne got ready and left for the hospital.

Zayne leads you to his office and goes searching for something, he returns to his desk with a box as he handed it to you. “What is this?” You asked, accepting the box. “Your grandma entrusted that to me, to give it to you one day.” Zayne explains. “Thank you, Zayne.” You opened the box and it contains some information about an Aether Core and information about the N109 zone. Zaynes' face turns serious, “Y/N, if you plan on investigating, let us help too. Don't try to do everything by yourself.” You smiled at Zayne and nodded.

“I want to look at some of the information a bit more.” You grabbed the box and walked over to the couch and layed the contents onto the coffee table. Zayne follows you to the couch, sitting and patiently waiting for you to look through everything. You were in your own little world, trying to pick up every little detail you can with the information in front of you. Hours flew by and Zayne just watched you, totally focused as you try to learn everything you can.

“Maybe you should take a break, it's not a good idea to rush things.” Zayne calmly suggested. “I want to check the information some more.” You coldly brushed off his suggestion. Zayne grabs the papers out of your hand. “You've already looked through that, at least 3 times. It is lunchtime and you need to eat.” This time he wasn't asking. You slightly frowned and accepted, Zayne put the papers back into the box and placed it in your bag. “Let's go to the cafe close by and have lunch, we can go back to your place and study the information some more.” Zayne picked up your bag and his coat and started heading towards the door as you followed closely behind.

Arriving at the cafe, you sat down in a booth by the window. You have noticed crows everywhere you go, you thought to yourself how you never seem to notice them before. Zayne sat down in front of you and a waiter walked over and handed both of you the menu. You looked up to thank him and noticed he was staring at you with a bit of a confused look on his face. He wasn't going to ask but he thought you looked familiar, that's when you noticed he was the art student you let in for Rafayels' exhibition.

“Your… Felix, right?” Zayne watches you as you asked the waiter. “Um… yes. Have I met you before? You seem really familiar…” Felix asked. “I was the one who walked you around the exhibit, I guess the mask did its job.” You giggled. “Oh!! Right! I really wanted to thank you for that day. I was really excited to finally see Mr. Rafayels' artwork and was able to because of you.” He bowed at you a few times, and you blushed, trying to get him to stop bowing. “Order anything! This will be my treat!” Felix suggested. “No, no, no, we can't have you do that.” You politely declined. “I insist!” Felix not backing down. “Give us a minute with the menu then.” You playfully sighed, as Felix backs away to give you 2 spaces.

“So… who is he?” Zayne asked. You explained what happened at Rafayels' birthday and you only helped him because he looked desperate. “I see. Always helping people in need.” Zayne smiled as he placed his hand on top of yours. Felix comes back and takes your order before disappearing into the back to have them get ready. You and Zayne chatted as you ate, you went through a bit of the details of what you just learned. Almost all evidence is leading to the N109 zone. Zayne knows that is a dangerous area and doesn't want you to get involved, but knowing you and how stubborn you could be, all he can do is provide as much help as he could to keep you safe.

After the 2 of you finish eating, Felix refused to take payment of your lunch, but when he was called away, Zayne left the cash on the table along with a generous tip before leaving the cafe.

Zayne took you home, knowing you would want to go back to checking the information you attained, he sat down on the couch and had you sitting between his legs. He wanted to stay as close to you as he could, his arms loosely wrapped around your waist as you scattered the contents of the box on your coffee table yet again. Zayne lets out a quiet sigh as he twiddle his thumbs while his arms are still wrapped around you.

Zayne was a patient man, but you have been rechecking the information over and over, enough for him to have them memorized, yet you were still looking at them. Zaynes' hands now pressed against your stomach and your side, rubbing small circles as he tried to get your attention. Zayne thought he finally got the response he wanted when you placed your hand over his, only to pull it away from your stomach so you could focus. That actually caused him to snap, you were pinned down between his legs before you even realized what had just happened.

“Don't you think you're ignoring me a bit too much? I don't often get to spend time with you, and you're not even paying attention to me.” Zaynes' eyes darken, as he slips one hand inside your shirt, activating his evol to run his cold hand up your side. He had you shivering and whimpering under him as his hand traveled down, slipping into your pants and panties as his cold fingers slid between your folds. “Ahhha… Zayne… it's cold.” your hands resting on his arm and shoulder as he continues rubbing your entrance with his icy fingers. “Then you better warm me up, my sweet.” His cold fingers sliding into your pussy as he leans in to kiss your lips, muffling your moans.

Zaynes' cold fingers had you yelping more than usual, his kisses were demanding as he sucked your tongue into his mouth, his breath icy cold, you missed the warmth. “mm… Zayne, m’sorry. Please forgive me…” you plead. “Only if you promise that I will get your attention for the remainder of the night.” Zaynes' fingers still fucking your pussy, your mind already beginning to go blank as you nod and agree. He pulls his fingers out of you, covered in your slick, you gasped as you rub your thighs together, trying to fill the void as you watched him sucked his fingers like he was eating a popsicle.

“Take your clothes off.” Zayne took a step away, making room for you to remove your clothes. You took off your top layers and stood up to remove your pants and panties in one go. “Good job, my pretty. Now help me remove mine.” Zayne leans in for you to unbutton his shirt and slide it off him. You got on your knees and unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants and boxer down. His hardened length twitching in front of your face, making you swallow hard. Once the clothing was off, he spun you around and had you facing the couch.

“Get on your knees.” He whispers into your ear from behind, sending more shivers down your spine. You got onto your knees on the couch, feet hanging off the edge as your hands rested on the back of the couch. Zayne leans in, his cock rubbing between your thighs, poking at your clit. One of his hands now gripping at your hips as the other rubbing your slick around your pussy. “Zayne, please. I want you.” You turned your head, looking at him with wanting, watery eyes. “Then you'll have me.” Zayne lines his cock to your cunt and slowly pushes his way in.

The stretch had you gasping for air, his hand now moved to your clit, drawing circles as he pushed deeper and deeper, until he bottoms out, his tip kissing your cervix. He once again activated his Evol while flicking his cold fingers against your clit, making you hiss. The current position already had you squeezing him tight, now the coldness made him unable to move as he loudly moaned, “Fuck, Y/N, you… you're squeezing me too hard… ha… I need you, MMM, to relax a bit.” Zayne is panting heavily through his mouth.

“Aaahhng… it's cold!” You whine as you jerk your hips, pussy still clutching his cock, Zayne deactivated his Evol and rubbed fast circles on your clit again, this time the warm temperatures had you melting on his length. “That's it… it feels so nice inside of you, are you feeling good too?” Zayne was able to move again as he started thrusting his hips against yours. “Yes Zayne!! I love..mm.. love it!! Don't stop!” You had your head thrown back, panting and moaning loudly. Zayne leans down to kiss your shoulders, making his way to the back of your neck, gently pushing your hair aside as he leaves his mark on you.

“I'm close, Zayne, I'm so close!” You were squeezing around him tighter again, he pulled out of you to turn you around, lifting you up so your legs wrap around his waist, arms around his neck as he pushes you back down towards his throbbing cock. He had you screaming in pleasure, he watches your facial expressions, furrowes brows with unfocused eyes, drool rolling down the corner of your mouth, absolutely fucked out of your mind. He latches his lips to yours as you both moan as he thrust into you at a merciless pace. “Cum with me.” Zayne mumbles out, as the 2 of you cum together.

You were twitching in his arms, pussy still throbbing, milking every last drop of his cum out. Zayne glides his cock out slowly as his cum gushes out of you, making a big mess on the carpet beside the couch. Your arms and legs gave out and Zayne had to hold you up. You were absolutely spent, you couldn't even stand, even if you wanted to. Zayne brought you to the bathroom and cleaned you up before putting you in bed. You've fallen asleep by the time Zayne finished cleaning himself up, he went to clean up the carpet before grabbing his boxers and pajama pants to join you in bed. He kisses you on your forehead before sliding his arm underneath your neck, which had you rolling towards him. Zayne smiled and admired your sleeping face before drifting into dreamland himself.

You woke up early the next morning, feeling extra hungry since you did not eat dinner. You could smell a delicious aroma coming from the kitchen. You got up and followed your nose to the kitchen to find Zayne cooking breakfast. He turns around and sees you still half asleep, “As much as I like the view, you better put something on before you catch a cold.” He playfully sighs. Confused, you looked down and realized you were still naked. You ran back to your room, feeling flustered, you grabbed a random shirt and put it on before going to the kitchen again.

Zayne finished cooking and brought a plate in front of you, your eyes shiny and mouth watering and about to dig in. “Have you brushed your teeth yet?” Zayne questions you. You looked at him, put your fork down and walked into the bathroom to brush and wash your face. You walked back to the table to sit down, “Enjoy your breakfast.” Zayne chuckles. You playfully stuck your tongue out at him before picking up the fork to dig in. He eats his share before grabbing a suit to change into, he was getting ready for work when the front door opens and in walks Xavier.

Xavier greeted Zayne as he was coming out of your room all ready to leave. “Stay safe you two.” Zayne walks over and kisses your cheeks before leaving for work. “So, what did the 2 of you do yesterday?” Xavier asks. “Zayne gave me something that was left by my grandma. I want to learn about my past and I think the information could help, it seems it has something to do with the N109 zone.” Xaviers' face darken a bit, like he was hiding something. “Do you know anything about that place?” You question him. “Only as much as the Hunters Association knows.” He shows you information that you normally wouldn't have access to. “Can you help me? I really want to know about my past.” you begged.

Xavier gently smiles at you before letting you borrow his access. “I will help you as much as I can, but you have to promise me to stay out of trouble.” You promised him and the 2 of you got ready to go to work. The 2 of you cleared out the target areas in record time, you were able to do a bit more digging into the N109 Zone. You noticed Rafayel was wanted by them for a while and that he is somehow connected as well. You told Xavier you wanted to go give Rafayel a visit after work to ask him about N109 and Xavier said he would go with you.

You texted Rafayel to tell him you would be going by his place and he was delighted to see you. You and Xavier arrived there on your bike and walked into his place. Rafayel was sitting on the ladder painting a big canvas, it looked like some ancient ruins. He sees you and climbs down the ladder to walk over to greet you, pulling you into a kiss. “Ahem, Y/N has something she wanted to ask you.” Xaiver says as he gently pulls you away from Rafayels' kiss. Rafayel pouts and stares at Xavier before turning back to you, “What can I help you with?” He playfully asked.

“Do you know anything about the N109 zone?” You were watching for his reactions, knowing he wouldn't lie to you. “I know someone has been trying to get me to paint for them, even though I rejected their offer a thousand times. A lot of my paintings also end up in the black market in the N109 zone.” Rafayel sighs with a hint of annoyance. “Why are you asking about that place anyways?” Rafayel looked concerned. “I think it has something to do with my past. I have no memories of my youth and the documents grandma left behind links me to the N109 zone. I really want to learn more about it. Then maybe I can figure out who I really am… and why I have this Aether core inside me.” you placed your hands above your heart.

This was the first time the 2 of them heard you talk about your Aether core. They know of its existence but never actually question it. They both promised to help you, but what they both want most is your safety, they can't stand being without you. You told them you would make them dinner, for providing you with information. You made your way to the kitchen and prepared food. Xavier and Rafayel looked at each other, trying to help think of ways to get you into the N109 zone while keeping you safe.

You were able to make a very presentable meal with what Rafayel had in his fridge. Both of them thought the food was delicious and you brought the plates back into the kitchen to wash them after everyone was done with eating. Both Rafayel and Xavier followed you, asking if you needed help with cleaning up, Xavier ended up helping you dry the dishes while Rafayel helped to put them away.

You wanted to head home and shower before going to bed, but Rafayel still wanted you to keep him company for longer so he suggested that you use his shower and the 2 of you to stay the night. Rafayel nudges Xavier, trying to ask him to help convince you to stay, Xavier doesn't really care where he stays as long as he is by your side.

You didn't really have the heart to leave Rafayel by himself, he kept staring at you pouting and batting his puppy eyes at you. You finally sighed and agreed asking Rafayel to help you get a change of clothes and also something for Xavier to change into.

You walked into the bathroom and the 2 men followed. “Um, what are you guys doing in here?” You question both of them. “I want to shower too, so I thought we could shower together.” Xavier answers. “Well you guys can't leave me out, the shower is big enough for all of us.” Rafayel pouts. You stare at the 2 of them, both giving you innocent puppy eyes, you sigh again, “Fine. But no funny business. I just want to have a shower.” You said pointing to both of them. Both their faces gleamed as they quickly nodded in agreement.

The two of them helped you remove your uniform before hanging it by the door, Xavier took his and did the same. Rafayel removed the rest of your undergarments before stripping down himself. Rafayel walks into the shower first before you, Xavier follows shortly after. You were amazed how there was still so much room with the 3 of you inside. You rinse yourself from head to toe, Rafayel starts applying shampoo to your hair while Xavier takes the body wash as he gently scrubs your body. You felt so relaxed right now, the 2 of them taking care of you so well that you didn't have to lift a finger. They also listened to your demands, ‘no funny business’ even though both of them are having raging boners, which you couldn't help but have a smile on your face.

Once everyone is done with the shower, you get out and put on what Rafayel had chosen for you. Xaiver was wearing a set of pajamas that looked brand new which got you wondering if Rafayel planned to have him stay over again. Both of them can’t seem to be able to keep your eyes off you, their eyes linger on your delicate skin, a wanting hunger in their eyes. You were wearing a silky white dress that hovers just above your thighs with 2 skinny straps, along with a set of white silky lingerie.

Xavier took your hand and led you to the bed, his hands wanting to explore every inch of your exposed skin, Rafayel joined in shortly after. You are sitting at the center of the bed with each of them on your side, Xavier cups your cheeks and pulls you towards him, “Can I kiss you?” Xavier asks as his hands lightly tumble, fighting his inner demons to not jump you right this second. You didn't answer but leaned in to kiss him on his lips, you could feel the corners of his lips curling up into a smile. Rafayel was pouty, as he played with your hair, his hands gently massaging your shoulders to your back.

You felt your body heating up from their touch and now you wanted more, even though you were the one who said ‘no funny business’, you placed your hand on Xaviers' chest, feeling his quickened heartbeats as your hand slowly travel downwards, feeling each of his abs, making him moan quietly to your touch as he start kissing you more passionately. Xaiver kept his hands to himself, and you were getting desperate for his touch, “Xav, I want you to touch me.” you angled your chin perfectly to bat your big puppy eyes at him. Xavier bites back a gasp, his hands gripped in a tight fist on the bed. “You said no funny business, so if you want something, you would have to do it yourself.” Xavier gently smiles at you.

You made a cute pouting face but your hands started pulling down his pants, his cock springing free from its restraints. You wrapped your hands on his hard length and stroked him a few times as he moaned quietly, drops of pre-cum forming on his tip. You got on your knees and lifted up your dress, holding it with your lips as you pulled down your own panties, a string of slick connecting you and the panties as you pulled the fabric away. Rafayel was starting to get impatient, he ran his hands up your thighs and lifted your dress up so he could see your ass, he managed to tie up your dress, forming a ribbon on the back around your waist.

You inches closer to Xavier, hovering your pussy above his cock, his eyes watching every move you make. You took his cock and lined your pussy against it and slowly sank yourself down, making Xavier throw his head back from the tightness of your dripping pussy. You turned your head, looking at Rafayel with primal eyes, biting your lower lips as you began bouncing on Xavier's cock. Rafayel felt his face burning, you looked so sexy and he wanted to be inside you too. He went to his drawer beside his bed and pulled out a bottle of lube, he stripped down and applied a generous amount of lube to his cock. He gets back onto the bed and inches close to you, placing his one hand on your hips while he lines himself up with the other.

You were expecting him to prep you before he entered but instead of using your other entrance, he pushes his way into your already occupied pussy, making you yelp loudly from the stretch. You were trying to pull away when you felt Xavier's arms wrapped around your waist, holding you down as the 2 of them shared your pussy simultaneously. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkk! You're so fucken tight!” Rafayel whines as he tries to push more of himself inside of you. Xavier was also a mess, panting heavily as he tried his best to stay inside you while Rafayel barged his way in. “Raf!!!! No… it won't fit!!! Ahhhn!!” You begged him to pull out but he didn't listen. “You can, my love. Mmmm you can, MMM take us both, at the same time” Rafayel says as he continues pushing his way inside.

You couldn't help but scream in pleasure, the painful stretch sending you over the edge as you came, coating both their cocks. You could hear your heart pounding in your ears, your vision getting fuzzy from the tears forming in your eyes as you see stars.

Rafayel finally fully sheaths himself inside of you along with Xavier, both could feel each other's cock twitching from within you in the confined space. You were still trying to adjust to the stretch but gasped in surprise when Xavier started moving, the friction was so nice he had you in a drooling mess. They would take turns pulling out of you, constantly having you fully stuffed, driving you closer and closer to another orgasm. They were both edging you, a payback from you not letting them do the things they want in the shower.

“Pl-please… just MMM let me cum!” You begged as they ripped another orgasm away from you. “It feels so nice and tight in here, I don't want it to be over just yet.” Xavier says as he slowly slides out of you, almost pulling out just so he could push himself back in at an agonizing slow pace. “You could try and move by yourself.” Rafayel teases you as he mirrors Xavier's actions, both of them working against you.

You tried lifting your hips up but your legs gave out, heavy pants and whines escaped your lips. “I… can't! Please, let me cum…” Both of them stopped their movements, they stared at each other and gave the other a nod before Xavier grabbed onto your hips and Rafayel grabbed onto your waist, making you gasp.

Both of them simultaneously lifted you higher, making you hiss from the friction before slamming you back down towards their cocks, your eyes widened and head thrown back from the sudden change, your cunt clutching tight on both their cocks making them whimper, they start picking up the pace, you were moaning in ecstasy as they bounce you on their lengths. They were getting to their limits, their grips tightening more each time they lifted you up, “I'm cumming…!” Xavier pants out, “me…too!!” Rafayel whines in your ear. All 3 of you came together, making a huge mess as you feel both their cum gushing out of your swollen pussy. Rafayel pulls out and collapses onto the bed, Xavier slowly pulls out and lays you down before laying down himself.

You were so out of it by the time your breathing calmed down, you could still feel their warm cum draining out of you. Rafayel placed his hand on your lower abdomen and gently pushed down, “MMMM!!!” You whine out as more cum seeps out of your throbbing hole. Xaiver went to the bathroom and got a warm towel and helped clean you up, wiping gently at your folds as your body twitched from each touch. They cleaned you up the best they could before laying you under the covers for you to finally rest.

Waking up in the morning feeling refreshed, Rafayel got out of bed and went to prepare breakfast for the 3 of you. You woke up to the sweet smell of pancakes which had your belly rumbling, you woke Xavier up and went to the bathroom to wash up before heading downstairs to the dining area. “Perfect timing!” Rafayel hums as he puts the last plate down onto the table, “I was just about to go wake you guys up.” “It smells great.” Xavier said with a hint of jealousy, both Rafayel and Zayne can cook, and he can't make anything unless he sets the kitchen on fire. “We can all make more food together another time.” Rafayel suggests, making Xavier relax a bit.

Rafayel walks the 2 of you to the front door and sends you both off to work. He stood and waited until you disappeared into the distance. As he went back inside the house, he made a call to someone. Trying to find ways to get you into N109.

You and Xavier arrived at work, heading out to the fields to hunt down wanderers, after taking out the area, Xavier brought up a place you should go after work. You were not sure where he was going to bring you but you haven't questioned him.

Xavier brought you to a flower shop called Philo after work, there was a guy working there, he looked around your age. He walked over and rested one of his arms on Xavier's shoulder and introduced himself as Jeremiah, him and Xavier looked close. Xavier whispers something into Jeremiah's ears and he gestured an ok sign and went to the back, returning with a laptop.

“If you're planning to go into N109, you better have a good disguise, it would help you through the city more.” Jeremiah says like he's been through the area many times before. You felt a gaze hitting you, but you can't seem to locate anyone other than crows, why does it feel like they are following everywhere you go? Jeremiah finished with his laptop and handed you some information and an alias for you to enter N109. “This should work, make sure to avoid the Onychinus at all cost, they are bad news.” Jeremiah warns.

You and Xaiver took your leave, Xavier was going through plans of how he would go into N109 with you, your alias was a daughter of some rich family which you would need bodyguards, and Xaiver could play that role.

Rafayel gave you leads on how to enter N109 over the phone when you got home, you thought it would be best for him to stay in Linkon since he was wanted in N109 and it would be wise to have someone able to send help if you and Xaiver gets into trouble. You were going through with the plan with Xavier when you received a call from Zayne.

“Something urgent came up and I have to travel to the Arctic for a while, try and wait for me to come back before going through with the plans or make sure Xavier is with you.” Zayne keeps going on and you haven't had the chance to tell him anything. “Rafayel hooked us up with a way into N109 and I have Xavier with me so don't worry. Make sure you stay safe in the Arctic.” you went through the plan with Zayne and he was relieved that Xavier would be with you. The 2 of you talked for a bit longer, knowing his trips usually take at least a couple of months. “I'm going to miss you, please stay safe.” Zayne made sure again. “I will be missing you too, I'll see you when you get back. Love you, and stay safe Zayne.”

You hang up and Xavier gives you an embrace, suggesting the 2 of you should go grab something to eat for dinner. There wasn't much groceries at home and you decided you want to go eat hotpot. The 2 of you got out of your apartment and got to the lobby before greeting with a familiar face. “Oh hi Y/N, I didn't know you live here?” Felix was surprised to see you as much as your surprise to see him. “Yea, a bunch of hunters live in this building, do you have family here?” Not sure why a non hunter is living here. “I live with my sister and she became a deep space hunter a while ago.” Felix explains. Xaiver was feeling a bit left out so he squeezed your hand, trying to get your attention. “Oh right, we are heading out for dinner, I guess I will be seeing you around.” you smiled and waved goodbye to him.

Xavier looks at you, wanting to ask who ‘Felix’ was. You explained what happened to Xavier and he thought it was a weird coincidence that he keeps showing up. Well you also find it weird but you brushed it off, it is more important to have the issue with N109 situated first.

You ate dinner and headed home, Xavier staying over like always, the both of you took a shower together before heading to bed.

The next few days were pretty normal until Rafayel messages you guys, saying he figured out the way for you to get into N109, you and Xavier were ready to execute the plan.

You entered the bar Rafayel told you about, and he had prepared you with what to say and do, you were told to take a shot, which you did willingly and waited for the evening to unfold. Xavier was close by, acting as your bodyguard when he suddenly received a message from Jeremiah, stating that it was urgent for Xavier to see him right away. Xaiver didn't want to leave you alone and he suggested that the plan gets postponed until he gets back. You accepted and Xavier left to find Jeremiah, little did he know you lied and went on ahead by yourself.

The main event starts and there is a giant eye appearing in the middle of the room, saying the hunt is about to begin. As you tried to avoid unnecessary attention, the eye locked onto you, marking you as the prey for the hunt. You were able to fight off a few of them until you felt a pinch on your neck, you’ve been drugged and quickly lost consciousness.

You regretted not listening to Xavier, you woke up in a van, all tied up in the back. You were trying to figure out what is going on right now until you heard the driver panicking as he stopped the van and pulled you out, pointing a gun to your head. You are still unsure of what is going on and with the drug still in your system you couldn't fight back. You saw 2 figures in front of you, both wearing masks as they walked closer towards you. The man yelled out “Stop!! Or… I'll kill her!” Shoving his gun closer to your head. You closed your eyes and squeezed them tight, you were thinking ‘this is the end.’ when you heard the man screaming in pain, you couldn't feel his grip on you anymore and you slowly opened your eyes.

You see the man suspended above ground surrounded by a black and red fog, he was begging for mercy until you heard a low voice chuckling. “Your pathetic life has ended when you decided to put a gun to her head.” the low voice said before you hear the man's neck snapped as he falls to the ground. You were shocked, you've never seen someone die this way, you went into full shock and threw up before snapping your head towards the 2 masked figures kneeling down while a silver-haired man with red eyes appeared in front of you.

You looked up at him, feeling disgusted. “Murderer!” You yelled at him. “I just saved you life” his brows furrowed, “he was about to kill you.” He continues. “I don't care, you had him in your grasp, you didn't have to kill him!” You yelled back, trying to back away. “Well, sweetie, this is how things are done here in the N109 zone. You better get used to it.” you felt a sharp pain at the back of your neck and you passed out once again.

@huuvu @juliettebbgamer

[danikamariewrites]

Hello!! If you are still taking requests I would love to request an Ithan X reader where they watch scary movies together (and maybe one or both are low key freaked out)! The Halloween season has got me watching so scary movies but now I’m freaking out a little when I try to sleep 😭😭 BUT that was random and I just wanted to say that you write Ithan so well (and all of the other SJM characters) and i would love to see more of your fics no matter what they look like!

Scream

Ithan x Reader

A/n: HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!!!!! I hope you all get to eat candy today and watch scary movies 🧡🖤🎃 And thank you sm anon 💕

Warnings: jump scare (not rlly lol), weapons, fluff, allusions to sex

You loved watching Ithan interact with kids on the Autumn Solstice, better known as Hallows Eve. He was always the fun one when handing out candy to the trick-or-treaters. And when kids dressed as Sunball players noticed him their faces lit up and he was always so kind to them.

Leaning over the back of the couch you rested you cheek on your fist. Ithan set the candy bowl down as he made his way back to the couch. Placing a kiss on your head he flopped back down next to you. Resting his arm around your shoulders Ithan pulled into his side as you clicked play on the horror movie you were watching.

This one was your pick. It was a cheesy, animated movie from when you were a kid. You picked this one to recover from the clown thriller Ithan chose.

You two decided to stay in tonight for a scary movie marathon. It had been a long week so any parties seemed unattractive to you. Besides, someone had to hand out candy at the house and it sure as hell wasn’t going to be Flynn.

Once the movie ended Ithan picked up the remote to scroll through the other spooky picks. “Oh I love this one.” He clicked one of many serial killer options. You groaned, hiding your face in his neck. “Another murder psycho? Haven’t you had enough murder for the rest of your life?”

Ithan let out a small chuckle, pulling you on to his lap. “It’s a good movie. And if you get get scared again you can look away.” “Can I hide in your hoodie?” “Always baby.” Ithan left a long, loving kiss on your head.

Halfway through the movie you just couldn’t watch anymore. It was far too gory but you didn’t want to shut it off. You liked cuddling your boyfriend too much. You finally heard the end credits and lifted your head from him.

“Hey we haven’t had any trick-or-treaters.” Ithan let out a hum, “You think Hallows Eve is over already?” Your hand finds its way under his shirt, stroking his chiseled abs. He looks down at you with a smirk on his face. “Should we…go upstairs? Maybe you can put that mask on, hhmm?” Ithan brings his lips to meet yours in a slow, languid kiss.

Opening your eyes to break apart you catch movement outside one of the windows by the TV. placing a hand on Ithan’s chest you push back. He gives you a questioning look following your stare to the window. “What is it y/n?” “I thought I saw…”

Suddenly a person in a mask holding up a knife flung himself against the window. You let out a piercing scream as Ithan throws himself in front of you. He fumbles around for the hidden gun under the coffee table. Before he can grab it the person rips of the mask and starts laughing.

“FLYNN! What the fuck man, not cool.” Flynn is cackling to himself, wiping at the tears in his eyes. “Sorry, I had to.” Dec comes up next to him and punches his arm. “Ow!” “I told you not to do that you ass.”

Ithan looks back at your anxious face that you’re trying to calm. You meet his gaze and instantly relaxed. “Can we go upstairs now?” “Of course baby.” He scooped you into his arms carrying you to his room. Maybe you would go without the mask tonight.

[gyustarzzi]

celebrating new years with ateez

★ hongjoong

you guys baked together

you and hongjoong decided to do a competition to see who could make the best 2024 cookies for the new year and whoever won got to choose what the loser would do for them

while you were making the batter for your cookies hongjoong wanted to mess you up and put a smudge of flour on your face

mess everywhere: flour on the kitchen counter, cookie batter chunks in your face, and icing covered all over

even though you guys were messy you still ended up making the cookies and decided to go and take a nice hot shower together

" You got a little something right there "

☆ seonghwa

took you on a trip to Paris for the holidays

you guys were actually planning to leave on December 30 to get home on time for the new years but your flight got delayed

you knew you guys wouldn't be able to make it home on time for the new years, so you spent it in the city of Paris

took you on a midnight picnic to watch the fireworks on the beach, ending it with a midnight walk back to you apartment

don't worry you made it home after new years to give ateez their presents you bought

" Our plans might have been ruined but I'm glad I got to spend the new years with the love of my life "

★ yunho

you guys made a scrapbook while waiting for the ball drop

you and yunho decided why not to get all the printed pictures you have of each other and put all of them in a homemade scrapbook

you guys put stickers, doodles and lots of glitter all inside and outside of the scrapbook

you guys laughed, cried, and shared some of the most fondest memories together while make the scrapbook, giggling once in a while when yunho puts a little bit of glitter glue on your face

at the end of the night right when the clock is going down for the ball drop you guys take on final picture together kissing with stickers and glitter glue all on your face

" Remember that time I punched you in the face? Good times "

☆ yeosang

you guys recreated your first date

took you to the same restaurant, ordered the same food, and then went to the same arcade

honestly was kinda shocked he remembered everything even though you guys had been dating for some time now

wins you a bunch of prizes and plays a lot of games letting you win some but still beating you in almost everyone

takes you to the ice cream shop where you guys share a cone as you watch the fireworks

" You arms look heavy carrying all those stuffed animals, pass them over "

★ san

you guys went to a friends party, more like wooyoungs party

what better way to spend new years eve than get totally wasted at a party with your boyfriend

lots of beer pong, chatting hazily with random people you don't even know and plenty of times where you spill drinks on you and other people

you start to get sober at the end of the party and notice the countdown is happening for the ball drop

you hurriedly search for san, bumping into people left right when suddenly you see san also searching for you

you both make eye contact rushing towards each other, embracing into each other and kissing right when the countdown goes to 0

" Happy New Year y/n, may all your resolutions come true "

☆ mingi

you guys had a movie marathon

picked out every last movie you both love to watch until the clock hits 12

lots of cuddling, eating snacks, and laughing together at stupid scenes in your favorite movies

when you catch each other almost falling asleep you tickle each other turning the movie marathon into a tickle party

when the clock strikes 12 you both hug each other giving mingi a loving kiss before falling asleep on the couch together, too tired to go upstairs to your cozy bed

" The next time you tickle me I will throw you off this couch and that's not a threat, it's a promise "

★ wooyoung

you and wooyoung hosted a family party

you invited all of your family and wooyoung invited all of his family

lots of baby photos shared of you and wooyoung making you both embarrassed but laughing it off

you don't even see him the whole time during the party because either your mom is telling him stories about you or he's being bombarded by children

right when the clock hits 12 your's and wooyoungs parents start telling you guys to kiss, which you gladly do

" We should do this again sometime "

☆ jongho

you guys went on cruise

you and jongho decided why not spend new years eve on a cruise ship

you played lots of arcade games jongho winning a LOT of games winning you multiple prizes

you also did a good amount of water slides some getting over your fears of heights and others not so much

you guys both sat at the bar drinking cocktails and watching the fireworks in the night sky

" You sure you could ride that water slide? Okay, I don't wanna hear any crying after "

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @psychokinetic-ectoplasm, @lulusplaycorner

AN: I got the bottom image from Google

warnings: sick reader, swearing

“Harry!” I called as I came down the stairs. Vada ran behind me and picked up the blanket trailing behind me. “Huh? Oh thank you vada but you don’t have to.” She shrugged.

“you’re already sick.” She said. “Wouldn’t want you to add injured to that list.” I smiled softly at her before sneezing into the Kleenex in my hand.

“Know where your dad is?” I asked, wiping away anything that had come out of my nose. Vada nodded.

“Probably the kitchen. If he isn’t there…downstairs.” She said. I nodded slowly. “Tell ya what. You stay here, sit on the couch because I know you are tired and I’ll go see if he’s down there.”

“thanks vada.” I said. “I’d hug you but I don’t want you to get sick.”

“but you don’t care about my dad.” She pouted. I laughed.

“Alright alright.” I held my arm out, blanket like a cape as she ducked under and hugged me. “Now go find your dad and I’ll wait here.” Vada took off down the stairs. A few minutes later she came back up with a shake of her head. “Thanks anyway. Ill keep looking.” Vada nodded and ran off upstairs. I got up and carefully made my way to the kitchen.

“(Y/N)!” Harry exclaimed, putting down the knife in his hands and quickly washing them. His eyebrows shot up. “What are you doing out of bed?”

“was looking for you.” I shrugged. Harry sighed and came over to guide me to the island. After making sure I was seated, he turned back to the soup he was making. “That for me?” I asked, tilting my head to get a look at the pot.

“yeah.” Harry said, smiling softly at me. “Meant to be a surprise. But I guess you can watch.” He gave me a playful look and I smiled before sneezing into my Kleenex again. Harry pushed the box over to me before grabbing the garbage can and putting it by my feet.

“thanks.” I mumbled as I wiped my nose. “Got anything for this damn headache?” Harry nodded before rummaging through a cabinet.

“These should help.” He said as he got me a glass of water. I nodded.

“feels like im going to blow my brains out my nose.” I muttered. Harry snorted.

“don’t let vada hear you say that.” He said, brushing some hair off my face. Harry cupped my cheek and rubbed his thumb over my cheekbone. “Are you feeling any better at all?” I shrugged.

“I’m not sore anymore. A little tired but like the normal amount.” I leaned into Harry’s touch.

“you’re really not a morning person at all. And barely a night owl.” He teased. I gently swatted his chest, leaving my hand there as my head soon followed. Harry wrapped his arms loosely around me.

“rude.” I mumbled. Harry chuckled before ducking down to kiss my head. “My nose is still stuffy though. And I’ve started coughing.”

“I’m sorry sweetie. I wish there was more that I could do for you.” Harry rubbed my back as I pulled back to blow my nose. “Soups going to be a bit still. So why don’t we head back upstairs and you can rest a little more?”

“that sounds nice.” I said, smiling weakly at him. “Cuddles?” Harry nodded.

“yeah. Cuddles.” He confirmed.

“ok.” I said, going to stand back up. Harry stopped me. He put his arm under my legs and around my back before picking me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck with a yelp.

“come on my caped crusader against the common cold.” Harry chuckled. I started to laugh before it dissolved into a coughing fit. Harry gave me a sympathetic smile as he started to carry me back upstairs. "Sorry." I waved my hand, the other clutching his shirt.

"It's fine." I croaked. "Probably would have had one soon anyway." Harry paused to adjust me in his arms before walking down the hall to our room. "Sorry I messed up the bed."

"Don't worry about it." Harry kissed my head. "I'll just make it later. Probably have to change the sheets soon. You got sick before I could so might be a good idea to do that after you get better." I nodded as he put me down on my side of the bed. "I'm going to check on the soup and let Vada know to keep an eye on it if she's around. Be right back." Harry squeezed my shoulder before heading back downstairs. I readjusted the blanket and laid out on the bed, finding the remote to the TV on the nightstand before turning it on. I found some movie Harry and I had seen a million times before putting the remote back where I found it. "Ah. I see you found something to watch." I nodded as Harry climbed into bed. He held his arm out for me and I scooted across the mattress to lay against his chest.

"I may fall asleep on you. Fair warning." I said, looking up at Harry. He laughed, wrapping his arms around me.

"Like you don't do that every night anyway." He teased. I rolled my eyes at him. Harry smiled softly at me before grabbing the Kleenex box and putting it within reach. "I don't mind it. Just like I don't mind taking care of you when you're sick. I kind of like it honestly."

"No you don't." I scoffed. "Vada I would understand. Me no."

"I do though." Harry said, leaning his cheek against my head where it rested on his shoulder. "And I always will."

[sugurusdiscordmoderator]

gojo braiding sugurus hair 🥹🥹🥹🥹

this is the first time I’ve written fluff in a while so thank you for the practice 🤭

au where Geto didn’t turn bad and they are co-parenting

-

It was a sunny spring afternoon with a little chill in the air when Satoru had pick up duty of the kids from school. Although they were different ages, Tsumiki, Megumi, Nanako and Mimiko all went to the same school a few blocks from their luxurious Tokyo apartment. Tsumiki and Mimiko walk a little ahead of the rest, talking about their art projects they they both are carrying. Megumi, silent as ever tends to look at the trees and sky and bugs when walking, observant to everything but the people around him. Nanako is talking about drama of a girl in her class uninviting another girl to a birthday sleepover as Gojo dramatically responds with “NO WAY,” and “girllll”.

After Nanako pauses to catch her breath, dramatically breathing hard she stops walking which in turn causes Gojo to stop and Megumi who was holding his other hand.

“Dadtoru,” she asks, the nickname that the four kids worked together to give him given they had two dads, “Can you braid my hair tonight? Papaguru always does it…” She twirls her blonde hair around her finger giving Satoru the most puppy like eyes she could. Megumi can be heard in the background with a “tsk” and releases Gojos hand to catch up with the other two girls.

“Yes hunny, I’d love to braid your hair,” Satoru smiles and pats her head, grabbing her hand again to catch up with the other kids as they approach their building. The doorman smiles and greets all of them, but Satoru is too distracted by the fact that he now has to learn how to braid hair. He thought he’d always be able to get by because Suguru knew how to. He grabs a lollipop from the front desk and watches as the kids argue over who gets to press the elevator button today. “Megumi it’s your turn,” Satoru says quietly. He’s not really sure but he’s secretly his favorite so he pretty much gives him what he wants. They make their way upstairs, Mimiko singing some song they learned in music as Satoru takes a selfie in the reflective mirror surface of the elevator to send to his better half.

‘Suguru, look how good I’m doing at pick up duty!’ *1 attached image*

A few seconds later a ding goes off his phone ‘Nanako’s fly is down, Megumi’s shoe is untied, Tsumiki has her backpack hanging open, and Mimiko is just making a weird face’ He can tell Suguru is just kidding but he still is offended.

‘She was singing’ Satoru responds, ignoring the rest as the elevator dings open to their apartment.

-

“You know the drill, shoes off, wash your hands, homework at the table.” Gojo is in total dad mode on his day off, a rare day where he didn’t have a mission or meetings or teaching. Tsumiki being the oldest of the four helps them all wash their hands, and the four sit at the kitchen table, 6 seats, the two heads of the tables open for Satoru and Suguru. Gojo stands in the kitchen, chopping apples and celery, arranging a snack plate for the kids.

“Dadtoruuuu,” Mimiko whines, “you didn’t take us to your favorite mochi place like you usually do on your days off!”

Satoru chuckles and brings the snacks over to the kids, saying “papa would not forgive me if I ruined your appetite for supper again.”

The kids eat their snacks and go over their homework, Gojo helping when needed but mostly reading up for the mission coming up where he has to leave the country.

The kids finish their work one by one, the twins opting to play dolls with each other while Megumi plays on his iPad on the couch and Tsumiki draws in her room. Satoru gets started on dinner, taking over some responsibilities while he is actually here. He looks over at a photo on the fridge, a picture of him and Suguru with Rico Amanai, the star plasma vessel they saved and who is now one of the kids babysitters while she’s in college. That was their first big mission where it felt like they made a difference in jujutsu society. Next is a photo of Kento Nanami with all 4 children when they were much younger, hanging off his large muscular frame like little monkeys. He also helps out at times when Suguru has to work late and Satoru is not present. And last but not least, is a photo on Satoru and Suguru’s wedding day, Shoko Ieiri as their flower girl / officiant / ring bearer. She gets to watch the girls sometimes when they need a female in their lives (but not often, Suguru doesn’t think she’s a good influence).

As the pot on the stove simmers and Satoru comes back from zoning out about their past and hears keys jingling outside the front door.

Suguru Geto has become Jujustsu tech’s newest principal, and also has gotten into the high ranks of sorcerer society. He is wise, level headed, and ethical, in which everyone has respect for him. The story of how the two men saved these 4 kids earned them quite a lot of credibility, as everyone had previously seen them as immature teenagers being the two strongest sorcerers in the world. Principal Yaga decided his time was best spent elsewhere in the jujutsu world but still occasionally visits.

As Suguru comes through the door Nanako and Mimiko come flying down the hallway to greet him. He sets his briefcase down on the table, pushing his bangs behind his ear before picking both of them up for a big hug. Giving them both a kiss on their cheeks he asks, “How was school today my loves?”

“Good!” They say in unison giggling.

“How ‘bout you ‘Gumi?” Suguru glances over at the boy on the couch and the boy simply holds up a thumbs up. He walks into the kitchen, seeing Satoru cooking, and walks up behind him, wrapping him in a warm embrace and kissing the side of his head the best he could since he is a little shorter than the white haired man. Satoru turns around and gives Suguru a long kiss, to which the black haired man responds “hmm you missed me that much,” with their lips still partially attached.

“Yes I did. It’s so hard being a stay at home dad.”

“Toru, you do this like once every three weeks, give it a rest please,” he fake rolls his eyes and takes off his suit jacket, heading to their shared bedroom to change into comfy clothes. Satoru follows him, leaving his food unattended for a minute.

“So Nanako gave me some homework today,” he says watching Suguru raise his eyebrow at him in the mirror while he undoes his tie. “She wants me to braid her hair.” The concerned look on Satoru’s face makes Suguru chuckle while unbuttoning his dress shirt.

“I can teach you on Tsumiki. And then you can try on my head.”

Satoru smiles, “look at you, teaching me something for once.”

—

After dinner it is bath time, bed time stories, and off to bed for the youngest 3. Tsumiki reads on her own, in which Satoru interrupts her “Hey can we borrow you for a minute?” The quiet girl quickly obliged following him into the living room, where Suguru has a mirror, hair brush, and some elastic hair ties laid out.

“Can I braid your hair?” Suguru smiles at her and she takes a seat on the floor sitting in front of him on the couch. Tsumiki continues her reading while Suguru goes through all the instructions.

“So first you have to brush everything through and make sure they’re no knots, just like you do with mine. And then you grab a decent sized piece from the top and separate it into 3 parts. Then you start alternately weaving them one through the other, adding a little chunk of hair from the sides each time.”

Satoru watches intently as Suguru’s large muscular hands work gently through the girl’s black hair. Her hair is a little longer than the rest of theirs so it takes a little while, but Suguru has been doing this for a few years at this point. He’s pretty confident he can do it, it may not be pretty but a braid is a braid right?

As Tsumiki’s braid is finished she stands up and gives both of her dads a kiss on the cheek before heading to her room. Satoru calls after her “lights out by 9 okay ‘miki?”

“Mhm” she responds back.

Now Suguru is sitting on the floor, flipping through the tv station patiently awaiting Satoru to play with his hair.

They both are reminded of a time in their high school when Suguru’s hair was shorter. He wore it in a bun with just his bangs sticking out, and after long missions he would ask Gojo to come lay with him in his dorm bed. Satoru always cuddled up to him like a koala, releasing his hair from the bun and running his fingers through it.

Satoru grabs the brush off the coffee table, gently brushing through his lovers soft long black locks. He follows the steps he was instructed and Suguru watches him in the little handheld mirror.

“You can pull it a little harder.” Suguru says.

“That’s what she said,” Satoru quips back and winks at his husband in the mirror.

It takes significantly longer than it should but by the end, Suguru’s beautiful locks are braided into a neat, precise French braid. The two proceed to cuddle on the couch and finish watching the nightly news.

“You’re such a good dad,” Suguru mumbles as he holds Satoru close.

“You are too,” Satoru smiles back at him, kissing his forehead.

-

In the morning Gojo has to leave a little earlier than usual for his teaching at Jujutsu high. He goes into the twins bedroom to wake up Nanako so he can do her hair. She sleepily follows him to the bathroom before realizing what he is doing. She has the cutest little smile on her face watching him concentrate to get her hair perfect. Right as he finishes Mimiko stumbles into the bathroom sleepily. “You want a braid too?” He asks and she nods as she wipes her eyes and yawns. 10 minutes later both twins have their hair braided and are eating their breakfast when Tsumiki comes out with her also braided hair, a little messy from it being slept on. Suguru is in the kitchen making lunches with his braid left in, likely because he forgot about it.

“I’ll see you at work babes,” Gojo pecks Geto on the cheek before rushing out the door, it being Suguru’s turn to walk the kids to school.

Satoru zones out in the elevator, thinking about his sweet family, 4 of them walking to school with matching braids in, and little Megumi with his spikey hair.

bonus: a rough sketch of it but Gojo looks like he’s on crack

[patdkoala]

Part Two: New Neighbor

Pairing: Sam Claflin x female reader

warnings: Smut, nickname use (baby, honey I love Harry Styles), riding, unprotected p in v, cumming inside, bottom!Sam

Sam and I visit each other all the time now that we are close to each other.

There was even talk of taking down the one main wall that connects our two apartments. That way we would have just one big apartment.

Sam used his big-time Hollywood pretty boy actor face to convince our landlady into letting me do what I want.

She still hasn't had the time or money to fix the building's washer and dryer.

I was carrying my large bag of laundry down the stairs into the creepy cellar room that holds the washer and dryer captive.

"Fancy seeing you here," I said to Sam as I walked in and saw him standing in the room at one of the tables folding what looks like dress pants.

"Why do you say that?" He asked as he smiled his cheesy grin at me,

"Because I just assumed that Sam Claflin the pretty boy actor has someone else to do his laundry for him."

"I prefer to do my own laundry so that I know where everything is," He said as I looked over and saw his pile of clothes all in perfect stacks corresponding to what each clothing item was.

One pile for shirts, one for pants, one for socks, one for underwear, and one for miscellaneous items.

"Why are you carrying a trash bag? The trash shoot is in the other room," He said as I looked and realized my laundry bag is in fact just a large black trash bag.

"No, these are my dirty clothes. I'm not living off of Daisy Jones money so I have to use a trash bag for my clothes. And guess what the real kicker is. When these clothes are clean they get put back in the trash bag and I just pray the bag doesn't rip."

He laughed as I then I picked up my trash bag and put it on the table next to his neat piles, slightly jostling the piles.

We stood there in silence and did our laundry together.

"Do you have any plans tonight?" I asked as Sam looked up at me with the most puppy-like eyes I have ever seen in my entire life.

"Uh, no. Why? Are you asking me out?"

"God no. Not out, at least. I'm asking you if you'd want to stop by my place tonight and get a bite. I was thinking of ordering something nice tonight."

"Sounds great. What's the occasion?"

"I sold one of my books to a publisher and I figured we should celebrate since I wrote some bits of it about my new neighbor, Sam Claflin."

"You wrote a book about me?"

"No, I wrote a book about the people I meet and you just happened to show up in part of it," I said as I threw some clothes in the washer.

"I'll have dinner with you but only if you let me pick what movie we watch because you never let me pick anymore," He said which was true.

Sam and I have been spending most nights together after our first quote on quote date.

We aren't a couple but we have grown pretty close to each other.

He insisted on showing me romance movies since I shared how much I despised them when we first met.

"You just haven't seen the right ones," Is all he had to say about it. Before I knew it, we were hopping back and forth between apartments watching every rom-com that Sam thought I would like.

We found a few that I did end up liking.

"Fine. But, you have to tell me what type of movie we are going to watch," Sam said as I smirked at him.

"Don't tell me, Sam Claflin is scared of horror movies."

"I'm not, I just am not too fond of them," He said as he everted his eyes at me so I couldn't see that he was lying.

"Well, I will see you later. I was just coming down here to drop my laundry off. I will see you later, Sam Claflin," I said as he smiled at me and then he just continued to fold his clothes.

I went upstairs to get ready. I brushed my teeth and hair after taking an EVERYTHING shower. (Ifykyk)

I then called Sam and asked what he wanted for dinner. He said Chinese so I went on doordash and ordered some.

I made the couch all nice and then I sat on it and waited for Sam to knock on my door three times like he always did.

"Come in!" I yelled as I stood up and Sam opened the door since I left it unlocked for him.

"Wow, this place looks great."

"Yeah, I cleaned up a bit," I said as I played with the ends of my hair.

"It smells good in here too. Did you light a candle?" He asked as he looked around trying to find a flame.

I shook my head. "No, why? What does it smell like?"

"Vanilla and cucumber," He said as I then sniffed myself and realized he was smelling me because I had just showered and let the apartment get all steamy. The scent probably lingered.

"Oh, you must be smelling me. I showered. Who knew a pretty boy actor like you had such a good sense of smell," I said as he walked over to me and leaned in close.

I swear to God. Sam Claflin was sniffing me.

"You smell amazing. This apartment looks amazing."

I just looked up at him into his beautiful green eyes. "What are we doing here?" I asked as I leaned into him but not touching him, just leaned close enough to be near him.

"I don't know what you're talking about," He lied. I knew he was lying because he everted his eyes again. He can never look at me when he's lying.

I grabbed onto his chin with my thumb and index finger. I moved his face to look me in the eyes.

"Tell me what we are doing here," I said again.

This time, he didn't say anything. Instead, he leaned closer filling that final amount of space left between the two of us. He kissed me so deeply and passionately.

His hand found its way into my hair where it seemingly got lost and tangled.

My hands found their way to his face where I cupped his jaw and pulled him closer to me to fill any unwanted gaps.

"Uhm, excuse me. Where do you want me to put this?" The Doordash guy asked as he walked up to the door, which was still left open thanks to Sam.

Sam and I broke apart from our kiss and Sam walked over to the guy and took the bag of food. Sam then dug into his pocket and pulled out a 20 handing it to the guy.

"Thanks have a nice- Holy shit. You're Finnick Odair!" The guy yelled at Sam as he took the 20.

"Yeah, I am. Thank you for delivering my food," Sam said trying to get this guy to leave. "Have a nice day and drive safe."

"Hey, man. Do you think I can get a picture with you? My girl is gonna freak," He asked as he took out his phone.

"Sure, just promise me you won't come back here again," Sam said as the guy shook his head. "No, of course. I would never do that."

Sam nodded and then put his arm around the guy getting ready for a selfie.

"Oh, do you mind taking it of us?" The guy asked me as I rolled my eyes and then took the phone from the guy.

"Okay, everyone say Cheese!" I said as Sam smiled comically big next to the delivery man. I took one picture and then handed the phone back to the guy and he left.

Sam set the food on the kitchen table and I went and sat down on the couch trying to catch my thoughts on what had just happened before the guy showed up.

I kissed Sam Claflin. Pretty actor boy Sam Claflin.

"Nice, you got a lot of good stuff," Sam said as he took out each item that was in the bag.

"Are we just going to ignore what happened?"

"I get a lot of fans like that all the time. Don't worry he won't come back here. And even if he does, I can just call my security guy and ask him to stay here a couple of nights," Sam said as I just sat there looking dumbfounded.

"No, I- wait what? No. I meant the kiss. Are we going to ignore that we just kissed?"

"No, I wasn't planning on ignoring our kiss. I just would like to eat the food while it's still hot. We can kiss again later," He said as he got a plate filled up with food.

"So, you want to kiss me again?"

"Of course I do," He said as he sat down next to me and started eating. "So, what movie did you pick out?"

We ate and talked and laughed while watching Scream. It's my favorite horror film and I knew Sam would be scared the whole time and I enjoyed the thought of comforting him.

We started to move closer and closer to each other. Soon enough I felt one of his hands on my lap. Underneath the blanket.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I kept my eyes laser focused on the movie.

"Watching the movie. What does it look like I'm doing?" He asked as I looked down at my lap and saw the blanket move. I saw his hands reach further up.

"Sam, please," I slightly moaned out as he touched my inner thigh.

"Use your words, honey," He said as I melted into his touch along with his words.

"Please, fuck me, Sam."

"As you wish."

He then pulled me by the waist and had me in his lap facing him. My legs were wrapped around him and I tangled my fingers into the root of his hair as he moaned into my mouth and our kiss deepened.

He removed my shirt and tossed it across the room. I then removed his and did the same. A small giggle escaped from his lips. I stole the giggle by entrapping my mouth onto his.

His hands found their way onto the clasps of my bra and he quickly took it off in less than a minute. I can't even get my own bra off in 5 minutes.

He left hickeys all over my chest and neck. Good thing I don't leave the apartment because if I do then people would see all the markings that he was leaving on me. Like he was a dog and I was his tree.

He moved us so that he was on top of me and we were horizontal on the couch.

He was wearing a simple gold necklace and it hovered above my face as he kissed up and down my body.

He started to remove my pants and I slid them off with ease. He started to undo his jeans and as he was sitting over me I traced my fingers along the beautiful tattoos painted across his chest.

"Is this okay, honey?"

He was moving closer to being inside of me. "Yes. Everything you do is okay with me," I said as he smiled at me softly and then before I knew it.

Sam Claflin was inside of me.

We both moaned out at the feeling of each other.

"Oh, honey. I can't believe you feel this good," He moaned as he slid a finger inside of me along with everything else going on.

We went on like that on the couch for a solid 5 minutes but then he got off of me.

"Why'd you stop? What's wrong?" I asked as I sat up on the couch, reaching for a blanket because I was just sitting there completely naked.

"I'm too old to be fucking you on the couch like this. My back is about to give out and not in a good way," He said as I nodded and then wandered off.

"Uhm, where's your bedroom?" He asked as I smiled and stood up, taking the blanket with me, and dragged him into my bedroom.

I got a new bed and it's a slightly bigger bed with a nice wooden frame that I painted to make me feel like it wasn't the cheapest one I could find in IKEA.

He got in bed first. And I mean IN bed.

He got under the covers. Might I mention this guy was also naked,

Sam Claflin, fully in the nude, and in my bed.

"Oh, are we going to bed now?" I asked as he put his arms behind his head.

He looks so yummy. Lying in my bed. Arms behind his head. The only thing he is wearing is a simple gold necklace with a small charm.

I crawled onto the bed and got on top of his lap. I was sitting on his lap just far up on his waist enough to feel his raging boner under me.

"Please, honey," He moaned out as I touched his face gently.

"Use your words, baby," I said as I reached down and gently rubbed him.

"Please, (Y/N)," He said as I then got under the covers and straight up sat on his dick.

He and I both moaned as I rode him.

I held onto the headboard behind him and he held onto my hips, trying to steady me.

"Oh, fuck," He moaned as he bit his lip. I leaned forward and kissed him. I bit his lip as we released our mouths from each other.

"Honey, I'm close," He said as I moved in a faster motion and felt every bit of him hit me in all the right places.

"Don't stop, please baby," He said in a sort of whimper.

I came on his dick and then I felt him release in spurts shortly after.

He pulled me off of him after a few minutes of me just sitting on him panting like crazy together.

He held me close to his chest and I continued to trace his tattoo with my finger. He held my other hand and clasped it tight.

"There is no way I'm ever letting you go," He said as I pushed him off of me and started to get dressed.

"Wait, did I do something wrong? Why are you leaving?"

"I have to go finish my laundry," I said as he smiled. "Wanna join me?"

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Knightstone Household: Chapter 9, Part 7

In the morning Silas still felt pretty rubbish, his stomach churning away.

Silas: Mummy don’t you have some kind of medicine

Suzanna: Sorry Starshine, I’m all out of snake oil

Silas: I’m sure I’m going to be sick in class

Suzanna: Why don’t you finish your pancakes and go have a shower? If you still feel sick after we can see

Suzanna didn’t want to send Silas in sick but she knows Adam faked being sick a lot during his school years so wants to make sure it’s not just nerves. After getting Pollock sorted for the morning she goes to harvest the garden. Many of the plants should be out of season but with rotational gameplay a mod keeps them all flowering. Adam takes time before his shift to work on his guitar skills, he’ll need to level up to get his final promotion.

When Suzanna heads back in she sees Silas has gotten back into his sleepwear.

Suzanna: Shower didn’t help?

Silas: I feel like I just need sleep

Suzanna: You sure no one is bullying you at school? Making fun of us being aliens

Silas: Mummy I have Ruth and Tyree at school, we do fine. Can I please stay home

Suzanna: *sighs* Okay then, lets get you back to bed

Before Suzanna had even finished tucking him in Silas was back sleeping.

Suzanna: *on phone* My eldest is sick, I won’t be in today

Freya: Whatever you say, must be nice being the boss and having us lackeys do your work

Suzanna: *sighs* Just mark me down as using one of my vacation days

She hung up before Freya could retort. If she wasn’t such a good worker Suzanna would fire her but the woman’s only fault was a dislike for aliens. Heading to the lounge she found Pol playing on his tablet and decided some video game time was just what her geek soul needed.

Suzanna: Let’s see how many people are online for multiplayer at 9am

Pollock: What mul tee pee

Suzanna: It lets Mummy play with people who aren’t in the household

Pollock: Fun?

Suzanna: Yeah I enjoy it, I- get out of the way!

Pollock giggles at Suzanna pulling faces at the TV and turns his attention back to his own game.

In the end some group of teenagers join and end up working together to sabotage Suzanna’s playing, rude. As she puts the controller away Pol pulls himself up on the couch.

Pollock: Mummy? I need... potty

Suzanna: You don’t want to go by yourself Moondust?

Pollock: *shakes head* Can't

Suzanna: That’s okay. But remember your brother is resting so we have to be really quiet going through your room

Pollock nods, eager for the challenge.

Suzanna quietly carries Pol through the bedroom and he reaches level 2 potty with her help. Afterwards she reminds him to be quiet as he toddles into the bedroom. Suzanna goes into the main rooms to vacuum while Pol chatters quietly to his big stuffed friend. Luckily the vacuum does not wake Silas.

Adam: I’ll see you after work, thanks for taking the day off for Silas

Suzanna: I’ve reached the top of my career, makes more sense for me to take a day off than you. I’m sure you’ll get promoted soon

Adam: I still think they want me to upskill but time will tell. I love you

Suzanna: Love you to

When she has finished the main floor Suzanna goes upstairs to vacuum the area around her aliens and frogs. After she tackles the basement where her main display collections are, it’s always quick to gather dust.

Pol absent-mindedly chews on a toy, he’s happy he has an older brother who gives him stuff.

Silas: Pollock?

Pollock: Silas awake! Silas play?

Silas: I think I need a bath but how about you pick me a toy? Then I can play in there and you play in here and it’ll almost be like we’re playing together

Pol smiles and grabs him the monster toy. Silas hops in the bath and makes monster noises while in the bedroom Pol flies the superhero around, pretending it’s battling the monster in the bath.

Pollock eventually grows tired of waiting for Silas to finish and heads to the lounge to play with his rings and tablet. When Silas comes out he does his homework as he wants to improve his mental skill. Afterwards he sits on the piano and tries to follow along to the basic tunes in the book. Pollock is intrigued and decides to still play on the tablet, just over where he can see his brother.

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mark being super hesitant to take reyna out (when she's a toddler) but eventually works up the courage to do it, albeit at a time where he assumes that not many people will be about. well, he assumes wrong and a bunch of papparazi/fans end up spotting him 😭😭 honestly i just love seeing mark stressed

i went a little bit of a diff route w this- my b (also this is so not canon bahahahahaaha)

reyna wasn't feeling well after jaehyun brought her to the office : ( poor thing was laying on the couch in the dance room, she was beginning to run a temperature, she had a little bit of a cough. honestly, if jungwoo had been there that day, he would've freaked out IMMEDIATELY and called an ambulance.... but it was just jae in the recording studio, and mark and hyuck were rehearsing with the dreamies. "i gotta take her home," mark said after he realized he couldn't focus with how sick she was getting. after jungwoo, mark was the one most worried about reyna getting really, really sick again..... so he decided to take her home and give her meds. if it got any worse, then they'd go to the hospital. hyuck pressed the back of his hand to her forehead. yup, she was getting warmer. "i'll see you guys at home in a bit," he told her and mark before giving her a kiss on the top of the head, then mark carried her out of the room.

mark figured it was okay to take her home suddenly. the boys always brought her to the office without any trouble.... he could pull it off too. while waiting in the lobby, he called for a kakaotaxi to pick them up from the office so they wouldn't have to take the subway-- "what the fuck?" why was a taxi going to take 20 minutes to get to them? fuck..... it was still the only option, but.... shit. mark sighed. there was a cafe under the building, next to the store and the gordon ramsey restaurant. maybe mark could get a coffee for himself and a treat for reyna. it was getting late, most people were on their way home already, there shouldn't be a lot of fans wandering around the area since the store was about to close up. besides, a quick run to the cafe never hurt anyone.

down in the cafe, as expected, the area was quiet. the baristas who knew idols frequented their business weren't shocked when mark entered, but they were a bit caught off guard by the kid sleeping on his shoulder.

"i'm babysitting," he lied with a laugh. they giggled back at him. picking out his card with one hand and holding reyna in the other, he ordered his coffee and her cookie to go.

when it was ready, he thanked them and left the cafe, and as he turned the corner to go to the escalator that would take him back up to the building, he found himself face-to-face with a large group of fangirls. some looked like foreigners, others looked korean. whatever the case, they looked like they were all friends, and they all IMMEDIATELY recognized him. phones were whipped out within an instant, taking pictures and videos of him holding reyna while he tried to hide her face and beg them to let him through. they were just so loud and excited. reyna started waking up in his arms... and she was coughing some more.... fuck.

"sorry, guys, i have to get her back to her parents before i get in trouble." he was smiling and trying to be charismatic-- but they wouldn't move.

"dad," reyna whispered weakly, only loud enough for him to hear before she coughed some more.

more adamantly, mark pushed his way through without a smile. "excuse me, guys. thanks." he headed upstairs in a hurry, balancing his daughter, his coffee and her cookie, and trying to dig his phone out of his pocket to see how far away the taxi was. just around the corner. thank god.

"ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!!!!" ahri scolded once he got home. jungwoo was already giving reyna her meds while johnny was calling the doctor to see if they needed to bring her in; but ahri was freaking out about how pictures and videos of mark and reyna were circulating around the internet. most people were finding the clip of him saying that he needed to get her to her parents, indicating that she wasn't his, but others didn't see that or care-- they were coming up with all kinds of things, and now the execs were blowing up mark and hyuck's phones. so while mark was getting chewed out by ahri, hyuck was having to deal with the company.

"i'm sorry, i'll never, ever do it again, ahr, i promise, im so sorry."

doyoung gives mark a reassuring side hug.

"you can take her with you, im not saying you can't," ahri explained more calmly before taking a seat on the couch. "just dont be stupid and take her out in public like that. especially where you can run into fans."

mark nodded. it made sense... she was making sense...... he understood why she was upset, and he knew that he fucked up. it scared him too, and he was worried about the tweets and rumors flying around the internet-- but the good news was that most of his fans were using the one clip as proof that she wasn't his, so he was mostly in the clear, which meant that people would eventually forget about it aside from occasionally using the pics as "dad!mark inspo" on pinterest boards