#her meet outfit still owns my heart but she looks cute in anything

[kylejsugarman]

luce gifted me with an ag gift card and there was only one girl i wanted to buy for. claudie is an absolute angel and if this gift card purchase gets her more outfits in her collection, then it’ll all be worth it. time to hug her 💕

[sylusjinwoon]

{ 022 }

- late night conversations you have with them -

featuring: aoi todo; megumi fushiguro; yuji itadori; yuta okkotsu

[ aoi todo 💌 ]

todo is the type to call you to talk about your mutually favorite idol: TAKADA-CHAN! he was so stoked to meet another fan like him, not minding that you were part of the fandom! yet lately, it seems like his late night calls would stop focusing on takada-chan and more about you…

you lay back in bed with your cellphone pressed against your right ear. on the other line was your best friend, todo, as you spoke excitedly about the meet and greet with takada-chan. you were simply reminiscing about how amazingly sweet she was, and how you nearly passed out when she agreed to take a selfie with both of you.

“ahhh i can’t stop grinning, thinking about that day aoi!”

a small chuckle was heard on the other line as todo seems to simply remain quiet, allowing you to do most of the talking, only interjecting when you asked for his input or thoughts about how he felt during that simply amazing day.

yet, the more you listened to him, the more his answers seemed nonchalant- almost lackluster, even.

“how did you feel when takada-chan grabbed your hand, giving it a shake?”

“it was alright.”

“wasn’t takada-chan super cute in her outfit! her theme was shooting stars!”

“yes, she was cute.”

“uhm, do you think she has the perfect singing voice?”

“i’d much rather hear you sing.”

your mouth was wide open in a gape, his latest answer was enough to make your head spin as you looked down incredulously at your phone. upon noticing your sudden silence, todo was heard letting out a string of curses.

“fuck, i’m sorry… did that make you uncomfortable?”

you felt yourself shaking your head in response, placing your phone back against your ear, “n-no! not at all aoi, it’s just… uhm… i didn’t expect it?”

todo’s rich chuckle fills your ears. “ah, and why is it unexpected, cutie?”

the heat felt against your cheeks was damn near unbearable, and you clenched your eyes shut, ignoring the sudden racing of your heart when you shakily tell him, "well, i mean... isn't takada-chan your number one girl?"

upon hearing your question, todo lets out another hearty laugh, his voice taking on a sudden softness- tone made gentler from the pinpricks of adoration he was beginning to feel for you.

"honey, takada-chan stopped being my number one girl the moment you stepped into my life. why would i ever want an idol that i can see once every 2 to 3 months, when i've got my own angel i can hold in my arms every single day?"

you could literally feel your heart begin to race from within the confines of your chest, making a sudden epiphany fill you as you allowed todo's words to repeat themselves over and over again within your head...

"so, what do you say, babygirl? you feel like goin' out on a date with me tomorrow? if you say yes, i'll take you to your favorite ice cream parlor and buy you as many flavors as you want."

you couldn't stop your giggling if you tried, falling back into bed while admitting to todo with a wide grin on your face, "it's a date!"

[ megumi fushiguro 🐺 ]

megumi is the type who will always accept your calls regardless of how late it is! if you're ever feeling anxious about anything, be it an upcoming exam, an argument you had with your parents, or just needed a 'good friend' to keep you company, you can always count on megumi.

your tears were still streaming down your face when you brokenly spoke into the phone, knowing that megumi was listening intently to you on the other end.

"fuck, 'gumi, it just hurts when my parents scold me for not having any particular goals in life. they get so mad at me, comparing me constantly to my older sister. she's driven and passionate about becoming a doctor, yes, but that's not what i ever wanted to do."

you hear megumi let out a scoff, yet still doesn't speak a word as he allows you to vent about the argument that you had with your parents earlier today at dinner.

your voice takes on hushed tones, being mindful at how it was 2am and that your parents were in a deep sleep right now. taking in a sharp inhale, you angrily wipe away at those tears that refused to stop streaming down your face.

"it's just, i'm so fucking tired of hearing the same conversation every day. i'm only on my second year of high school, and i shouldn't have to make a career choice so soon."

"i agree. i'm actually feeling pretty pissed along with you, so your feelings are completely valid."

and just like that, you felt your heart become considerably lighter in response to megumi's reassuring words. your tears finally slowed down its angry cascade down your cheeks, and you let out a giggle while thanking megumi.

"seriously megs, thank you, for always making time out of your day to listen to my rants. i'm honestly so shocked that you're still around, listening to me bitch and moan all the time."

megumi's laughter succeeds in making you shiver in response, making an almost dreamy smile paint your features as you felt so happy that he couldn't see you at this exact moment.

"don't mention it... i'll do anything to make you feel better..."

the hidden passion hidden within his voice makes your heart flutter in response, yet before you could call him out on it, megumi immediately changes the subject by clearing his throat suddenly, "listen, tomorrow's the start of the weekend. how about i take you out? we can have breakfast at that cafe you're always raving about."

you giggle and felt yourself nodding eagerly in response. "yes, that sounds perfect... thank you."

not wishing to stop talking to him, you spend the next few hours talking about your plans together, your anger being quickly replaced by sheer joy thanks to megumi.

[ yuji itadori 🐶 ]

best friend vibes who will talk your ear off about anything and everything all at once! you just loved hearing yuji's voice when it gets passionate about discussing the things he loves... but lately, it's been getting difficult for yuji to hide that the thing he loves the most has always been you...

"uhm, can i tell you a secret?" your name comes from yuji's parted lips in a bit of a tremor, making you feel a little worried for him. you sit up in bed and start picking at the ends of your comforter, wondering why yuji suddenly sounded so anxious.

you heard the sounds of rustling and movement on the other end, already picturing your best friend pacing around his room as he began to mumble softly, being too quiet for you to really discern what was being said.

"so... you know how we've been friends since we were practically babies, right? bein' next door neighbors and all..."

you giggle and lay back in bed, letting out a hum while clutching your favorite plushie close to your chest. "of course! we've been together for so long since our parents were such good friends with each other."

yuji's rich laughter already begins to fill your ears. "yeah... i've remained by your side through thick and thin. protecting you from boys who kept messing with your hair in grade school... jumping off a see-saw to impress you while losing a teeth, too. hehe... good times, am i right?"

"of course they're all good times." you continue to giggle, twirling your hair a bit at all the memories you shared with him. "so, why are you bringing this up, yuji?"

you felt his hesitation on the other line, hearing him mumble a curse before admitting to you with a bit of a stutter, "t-this whole time, i-i never once saw you a-as a best f-friend."

your heart practically breaks when he admitted that to you, and you were about to question why had it not been the way he immediately mended your heart with his next confession,

"i've been madly in love with you this whole time. t-to me, you've always been my girl..."

your mind was spinning, and you suddenly found that you couldn't stop smiling, even if you tried. it took you a herculean effort to hold back your squeals of happiness.

as you took your time basking in yuji's confession, you could hear his worried tone coming from your phone. "h-hey, i'm sorry, did i ruin everything between us? i swear, nothing will ever change if you don't feel the same way for me! we can just pretend this never happened and-"

"yuji itadori, shut your mouth and give me a chance to process, you dork!" you giggle and held your phone closer to your ear, telling him sweetly, "i love you, too... and i'm so happy to have known you as my best friend who... who loves me, too."

the relief was evident in yuji's voice, with you hearing him let out a sigh while chuckling weakly, "geez, way to make a guy feel like he's dying of a heart attack! your silence really had me worried there..."

you smile into your phone fondly, "to be honest with you, yuu, i don't think much will change between us. after all, we're still going to have sleepovers, late night spent bingeing movies and videogames. and you're still going to walk me to school... the only addition is now you can kiss me fully- on the lips!"

yuji whistles on the other end, and you can just imagine the perfectly handsome smirk now spreading over his lips. "babe, i really like the sound of that. let's do that real soon... can i come over tomorrow and see you?"

with the biggest grin on your face, you nod and tell him, "nothing would make me happier, yuji."

[ yuta okkotsu 💍 ]

when yuta is away, in a totally different country for a mission, it truly doesn't matter what time it may be in his or your respective timezones, HE WILL CALL YOU, since he's so achingly in love with you and always wishes to hear your voice. his ideal conversation with you would be just to listen to you talk about your day as he takes a moment to relax in a completely foreign bedroom, using your voice as his sole source of comfort when he's so far away from home.

you hear your boyfriend let out a pleased hum on the other line, just simply basking in the sound of your voice as you kept going on and on about everything that you did today.

"yeah, not much happened, yuta. i just mainly worked... then came home to relax with a light dinner before talking to you."

"oh, and what did you eat throughout the day then?"

"what? haha, you want to know every details of my meals, too?"

"of course! i know how much of a hopeless cook you are when i'm not around."

"hey! that's so rude of you to say, yuta!"

you laugh along with him, but finally relented and told him every single details about your meals throughout the day. when you finished, yuta lets out a pleased hum, and you could imagine his expression being one in deep thought.

"not bad, perhaps my love isn't so hopeless after all?"

"i'm doing just fine! but i will admit, i do miss your cooking, yuta." your smile was a wry one, truly missing your boyfriend since he had been away for so long. even with the distance, your heart truly still sang for yuta, since he always did his best to call you every day, no matter what time it was.

which made it considerably easy for you, especially during the late nights where you would find yourself missing him. whenever such yearnings struck, you would simply go back to your chat logs with yuta, or recall the conversations you had with him.

"i know you miss me, love, i miss you a lot too. but just know that i'm always thinking about you, and i'll always make time for you."

your heart was filled to the brim with love for him, making you giggle as you tell him, "now, that's enough about my day. tell me about yours."

you shut your eyes then, simply basking in the sound of yuta's voice as you listened to each and every detail about his own day, treating him with the same amount of love and respect that he had always given you.

a.n. - this has got to be my favorite headcanons / drabbles to write for the jjk boys! it was so much fun, and i hope you readers enjoy this too! 🥹

also! i forgot to mention this, but the moment i realized xander mobus voiced aoi todo in the dub, I KNEW i had to write for him bc xander is one of my fave va’s?? 😭🙌🏻 i’ll add more todo drabbles, too!

all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.

[oizysian]

IV. ALL THAT YOU LOVE

All Eyes on Me masterlist

Word count: 1.5k

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It was early in the afternoon when I heard my phone go off. I groaned, the sun blinding me as I turned over and opened my eyes, trying to locate my phone. I reached over to the coffee table in front of me and grabbed for it, falling off the pullout couch I was laying on as I did so.

"Fuck." I let out a groan, grabbing at my shoulder and sitting up.

After rubbing the temporary hurt, I picked up the phone and checked who was texting me.

???: Hey, Y/N! It's Lizzie! Do you still wanna meet up for lunch? I know a cute little bistro by your hotel if you're interested. Let me know, okay?

It took me a moment to register what I was seeing before realizing that it was Elizabeth texting me about our lunch date. No, stupid, not a date - she's married, stop that.

I checked the time, nearly 10:30am. I sighed and sat up against the couch, eyeing the bed where Brie was still asleep. What was I gonna do about her? Maybe I'd bring her some food back if she wasn't up by the time I was ready to leave.

With a little bit of a struggle, I got up from the floor, my body stiff and my head still spinning a little bit. Even though I had way less to drink than Brie did, I still had a little bit of a hangover. She was gonna have the worst headache of her life when she woke up.

I went into the bathroom, splashing some water on my face to wake myself up. This was the day I'd been waiting for forever. The woman who I had the biggest crush in the world on, who I had just met last night, was meeting me for lunch. I had to be on the top of my game.

I brushed my teeth and got dressed, deciding on a simple outfit, not much different than the one I wore the night prior. I took two aspirin and a glass of water and placed it on the nightstand next to the bed on the side closest to Brie so that when she woke up, she'd see it and maybe it would lessen her hangover. Maybe.

As I was putting on my shoes, my phone went off again. It was Elizabeth letting me know she was downstairs. Okay, this was it. I could do this.

I took a deep breath and collected my belongings. I looked back at Brie to see if she had woken up and when I was absolutely sure she was still asleep, I left, closing the door behind myself as quietly as I possibly could.

I nearly ran down the hall towards the elevator, beyond excited to be meeting Elizabeth fucking Olsen for lunch. I got in the elevator, wringing my hands nervously as I quickly approached the lobby.

Don't say something stupid, don't say something stupid.

I held my breath as the doors opened. I stepped out, discreetly looking around for her as I exited the building.

"Y/N! Hey!" I heard a feminine voice call me and I turned to see Elizabeth waving at me just a few feet away from where I was standing.

"Hey." I greeted her back, walking up to her and only being slightly surprised at the giant hug she gave me as a hello.

"I'm so glad you decided to have lunch with me before you left for New York."

"How could I say no?" I smiled at her and she linked her arm with my own, leading me down the street.

I looked down at our arms interlocked and I could feel my heart pounding hard in my chest. This closeness was a lot to take in.

"This place makes the best sandwiches and the coffee is to die for. Do you like coffee?" She asked me and I nodded.

"Iced mostly, but I drink it."

"Me too. I love iced coffee. And smoothies. Pretty much anything cold. Especially ice cream."

"I love ice cream." I smiled at her enthusiasm, wondering where she got all this energy from so early in the day.

"What's your favorite flavor?"

"Hm ... jamoca almond fudge. A Baskin Robbins exclusive. What's yours?"

"Pumpkin. Or caramel crunch. With toffee."

"Pumpkin?" I make a face. "Yuck. Absolutely yucky."

"No!" She cried out, tugging on my arm. "You have to try it! There's a place in the east village that has the absolute best pumpkin flavored ice cream!"

"I'm not sure how I feel about pumpkin flavored anything." I chuckled, watching as she pouted at my words.

"Please, just once! Come with me to get pumpkin ice cream, you won't regret it, I promise."

I looked at her for a split second and nodded, giving in rather easily. Even though the thought and idea of pumpkin flavored ice cream disgusted me to my very core, I would try it for her.

"Next time you're in New York we can try it."

"Yes!" She cheered, bouncing slightly on her toes as we continued to walk.

Before I had a chance to respond we had arrived at our destination. She led me inside and spoke to the hostess, confirming her reservation and she led us to a secluded table outside where we got comfortable and started looking at the menu.

"Everything sounds so good." I murmured to myself, flipping between the lunch section and the drinks.

"This is what I recommend."

She pointed out a few items and I hesitantly chose one that she picked out, wanting to try something new but afraid of my pickiness getting in the way.

"You'll love it. The chicken here is so good."

"I trust you, Elizabeth. I know you won't steer me wrong."

"Call me Lizzie. People only call me Elizabeth in a professional sense."

"Okay. I trust you, Lizzie."

She smiled brightly at me and I nervously took a sip of my water. Damn, why did she have to be so cute.

"So, tell me more about your video games."

"I can only tell you about how much I love them, 'cos that's all I know."

She giggled, resting her chin in her hand and leaning her elbow on the table.

"Are video games all that you love?"

I blushed slightly, shaking my head at her words.

"No, I love other things too."

"Oh? Like what?"

You.

"Sleeping. I sleep a lot."

"Mm, I wish I could say that." She looked at me for a moment before speaking again. "Do you have a boyfriend?"

I shook my head.

"Girlfriend?"

I shook my head again.

"I'm very single. I haven't had a girlfriend for quite a few years."

She nodded at my words and leaned back in her seat when the waiter arrived to take our order. She waited for them to leave before striking up the conversation again.

"You seem really close to Brie." She was no longer looking at me, her attention now on the glass of water in front of her. "Do you guys ... like each other?"

What an odd question. I took a moment to think about it before answering her. Did I like Brie? Of course I did, but did I want to date her? I mean, maybe if I had met her before knowing about the existence of Elizabeth. I had a huge crush on her and despite the fact that I had only just met her, I got butterflies when she was around and I just didn't feel that way about Brie.

"Not like that. On my end, at least. I can't speak for Brie."

She nodded in understanding, taking a sip of her water.

"I would've guessed differently from the way you were both acting yesterday."

"Yeah, I know." I smiled slightly. "We're just really good friends. We have a lot of the same interests and she's a really great person to hang out with."

"Maybe I should get to know her more myself." She spoke and I nodded.

"You could always play video games with us. We could teach you Mario Kart."

"Oh, I love Mario! I wanna play as Princess Peach."

"I usually play as baby Daisy. Brie seems like a Dry Bones kinda guy."

"Dry Bones?" She questioned and I realized that she probably hadn't played any Mario games with the newer characters in them.

"We gotta catch you up with Mario lore." I laughed and she scrunched up her nose in amusement.

"I think that'll be fun."

We ate our lunch, chatting about nothing and everything. She insisted on paying and I let her, but only after she promised she'd let me pay when she came to visit New York. I bought Brie something small to eat and we left, her arm linked with mine once again as we made our way back to the hotel.

BREAKING CELEBRITY NEWS

Elizabeth Olsen was seen having lunch with a mystery woman today. Sources say the duo met last night at the most recent Marvel afterparty.

Elizabeth, seen here, enjoyed lunch and spoke animatedly throughout the meal.

EDIT: Sources say the mystery woman is Twitch streamer Y/N, known as y/n_gaymergod on the internet.

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@oh-thats-cute @marvelwomen-simp

[ghostflowerhotpotch]

How do you think the spider gang would react to Gwen coming out as trans? I think they'd all be supportive, but I'm curious if you have details

I am going to be honest with you anon, I had been looking at this question for weeks, thinking about it, and...I am not coming up with much.

I am trans, I don't have that much experience with people reacting to that- and I am not making any more comments about that.

Going back to the original question- I think all of them would be supportive; regardless of background or history, I feel doing anything else would be a disservice to the characters, and also, a type of story I really don't have interest entertaining, (Would Noir, being from 40s, be reasonable to have his apprehensions and need to overcome it? Yes, I am interested in seeing something like that? Personally, fuck no.)

Now, it doesn't mean there cannot be hiccups- all well intending, of course.

(Specific characters under the cut because, as always with me, it got long.)

Peter B I see going over the top; talking how brave Gwen is, and that he supports her no matter what, he also reads a book on trans people and tell hims about the people in his universe who are trans. Gwen appreciates it, but it can be uncomfortable at times.

Noir, regardless of time period, would be supportive, but mixes up terminology. The poor guy already struggles with the pop culture lingo, so throwing queer lingo into the mix can make things awkward; specially since, as a spider-man, he has defended the marginalized people of his dimension and is aware of the community, but- that community had its own terminology that may not be appreciated to day. Is a growing curve.

In my opinion, Ham is a much of a man as Bugs Bunny, meaning gender isn't as important as commitment to the bit; so I can see him busting a dress all of the sudden and saying "I get you sis." Accordingly, if asked about his own gender, he is pretty much "normally a guy, but in general whatever fits better with the scene."

Peni I headcanon as nonbinary, so I think she would be happy to meet another person who isn't cis. Definitely would have lots of talk about presentation, tricks for clothes a make up, the works.

Margo is cool about it, there isn't much to say there; she just tells Gwen that it doesn't change anything between them, and she is still invited to come for the slumber parties (Margo has thrown a bunch in the Spider-Society, because anything to spend as little time mentally at home as possible.)

Pavitr: "Oh so you are like a hijra? That's so cool!" (This is a term from a place I am not from, so I can't talk in length about it, feel free to look it up because it is indeed, very cool.) While not the same, he ends up telling more about how people in his dimension see transgender people, Gwen finds it overall really interesting.

Hobie is, of course, cool about it. He is a punk, noncomformist, and "hates labels," he could probably tell Gwen a stupid amount of things about queer history, intersectionally, so far and so forth. Despite using he/him pronouns, I believe with all my heart Hobie would not give a shit about gender roles and dress how he likes, and be okay with any pronouns. This has nothing to do with your question, but I headcanon that Hobie has been the queer awakening of many other teens of the Spider-Society as he strolls down in whatever outfit he feels like it.

Now Miles, is obviously supportive. I think he may be oblivious to many things (I headcanon him as bi for a long awhile, but I am not sure if that's something he knows already or has yet to discover,) so he asks questions, but is always respectful and has no trouble answering. Overall, Gwen thinks is cute how much Miles dotes on her, and reminding her that she will always be the prettiest girl alive to him.

Huh, I guess I had more to say that I expected, this was fun! Thanks for the question and sorry for the delay.

[princessmaeee]

I hear you take requests…..

In that case, I have ideas.

My favorite one being Lucifer and the reader out on their very first date. Lucifer goes overboard on the flowers, it’s very fluffy and sweet stuff. In the end, they have their first kiss.

It could lead to something spicier…..

The First

• Hello ! So first of all, I'm sorry that it took so much time and I'm sorry for How short this Story is, but euh... yeah I wasn't really felt inspired but I did my best to make something cute and Romantic as much as possible. There's no spicy cause in my head it didn't make sens if it's the first date, the first Kiss it can't be the first time. Like... not all at the same time ! But maybe if people like it enough I could do a part two One day for the spicy stuff. Cause... who hate S M U T ?

Anyway, I hope you will not be to desapointed by this. Enjoy the reading !

______________________ T H E F I R S T_________________________

You were like a little High School girl with her first boyfriend, you couldn’t stay still since yesterday. When Lucifer asked you out for your first date. You were together for a month or two, you didn’t really remember and of course you had alone moments with him before you became official, but you never really had a Date. You can’t even remember the last time you had one.  Trying outfits after outfits, you felt like you wouldn't choose the good one and you needed to find the good one. You even asked every other resident of the Hotel, their opinion about it and unfortunately it was unsuccessful. Between Husk and Alastor who didn’t give a shit about your Outfit, Cherry and Angel dust who said You didn’t show enough of your attributes and Sir Pentious who said you show too much skin, it was hard to get a real opinion. You ended up choosing it yourself. You brush your hair and style it your favorite way before you put on some makeup and look at yourself in the mirror. You know Lucifer love you just the way you are, but you really want this to be special, to look special, for him. You just hope not to do too much. Charlie entered your room, after she knocked of course and said that her father was downstairs, waiting for you. You thank her and smile, looking at your reflection one last time before leaving to go meet your boyfriend. Once you were in the hall, You saw Lucifer with his usual white Outfit, standing there with a Big bouquet of flowers. You felt your cheeks burning when you saw him while his eyes lightened up with love and admiration when He saw you. Once you were close enough, he gave you the big bouquet of flowers and gave you a kiss on the cheek.

_You look pretty, my love. _Thanks, so you are.

You take the flowers, smiling. You smelled it and thanked him for the attention. It was so sweet and romantic, you felt your heart melt.

_The flowers are wonderful, I love them. _ Anything for you. I really want to make our first date something you will remember forever.

How could you forget it anyways. Lucifer was your first love and your first boyfriend. You are a hopeless romantic and unfortunately, In hell the romance is not something people are good at. You were about to lose all hope Until you met him. Charlie Took the bouquet and said she will put it in a vase in your room for when you're gonna come back. She wished you a great evening and you left the Hotel with Lucifer who’s holding your hand. He led you to his limousine, opening the door for you as you came in. You had no idea where He had planned to bring you. He said it was for a romantic Dinner and that was it.  On your way there, you talked about many things with Lucifer and listened to him talking about the last duck he made. You like to hear his stories, he sees and goes through a lot. Knowing how much he suffered makes you want to be there for him even more. When the limo finally stopped, Lucifer got out first and offered you his hand to help you get out.  You were in the lust ring, in front of the place Owned by Asmodius.In front of that, you blushed, knowing exactly what could happen tonight and Your heart started to race in your chest. You weren't ready for lust in this relationship. You haven’t even kissed yet. Quickly, Lucifer noticed your nervosity and gently kissed your hand.

_Don’t worry, love, It’s not what you think. This place his for lustful nights, but I asked Asmodius to let me land it for Tonight. I just didn’t mention him. It was for Romantic purposes. _The avantage to be the King of hell, right ? _Yeah, on of them.

You felt better now. You saw a lot of pictures posted by your friends of this place. It was pretty insane inside. Colored with Blue, pink and purple, just like the pride of lust himself. The place was empty, the only person there was the waitress and the musicians. You took a place at a table who was already ready for you. There were candles all around you as your only light. The food was exquisite and the music, just fine and subtle.  After dinner, Lucifer got up and asked your hand for a dance. You blushed and accepted the invitation even if you were not that good at dancing. He laughed when you stepped on his foot and was patient with you, showing you how to properly move and quickly it became a natural move. You hand in his, the other on his shoulder as for his other hand, it was around your hips, holding you tight, close to him. The moment was magical, perfect, romantic like you always dreamed about. It was so intimate and warm. When the music ended and so did the dance, Lucifer’s hand cupped one of your cheek.

_I love you So much Y/N _I love you to, Lucifer

With a smile, He leaned down to you and gently pressed his lips against yours. Eyes closed you answered his kiss, passing your arms around his neck. That night, that date, That first kiss, everything was perfect.

[rarityroo]

Helloo can you write about pomni and reader confessing and sharing their first kiss?

Lovely love

(Pomni x Gn! Reader)

Hey! Thank you for requesting, istg the ‘tadc’ fandom is keeping my blog afloat 😭 This was a tad bit rushed so I apologize for that but lmk if you liked it. Enjoy!

Never in a million years did you think you'd find yourself in this situation.

You've always been a hopeless romantic but you never thought you'd develop feelings for the skittish jester. Then again what's not to like, Pomni was sweet and funny, her laughter, like tinkling bells, echoed in your mind. Despite her appreciation towards the circus she always showed kindness to you.

You had to tell her, but you were so nervous. You didn't want to ruin your friendship, but you knew if you didn't say anything it would kill you inside. You had to do this...

You headed for Pomni's room, with every step you took your legs shook, and you felt so nauseous. Before you knew it you stood in front of her door, You took a deep breath.

You lightly knock at the door, "Pomni? Can I come in?" You heard a loud crash in the room, the noise making you recoil, Pomni scrambled to open the door. "Hey!! Uh-I mean uH, hi!" Pomni said looking embarrassed, she was so cute. You chuckled, "Hey, can I come in?" You took a shallow breath, "It's kind of important." Pomni looked nervous, "Oh! sure!" She moves to the side to let you in.

As you stepped into Pomni's room, your heart pounded in your chest like a drum. She gestured for you to take a seat on the edge of her bed, her own nerves palpable in the air.

You cleared your throat, trying to steady your voice. "Pomni, there's something I need to tell you."

Pomni's eyes widened, and she sat down beside you, her expression a mix of anticipation and apprehension. "What is it?" she asked softly, her voice quiet.

"I... I don't really know how to say this," you admitted, your palms growing clammy. "I have feelings for you."

A flicker of realization crossed Pomni's face, her cheeks flushing with a delicate pink hue. "Oh..." she murmured, her gaze dropping to her lap.

"I know it's unexpected, and I don't want to make things awkward between us, and I'm so sorry if I made you uncomfortable," you continued, your words tumbling out in a rush. "But I couldn't keep it to myself any longer. I care about you, Pomni. More than I ever thought possible."

Pomni's cheeks flushed with a delicate pink hue, and she glanced away shyly. "Really?"

"Yes." you insisted, taking a small step closer to her. "You bring a kind of light into my life that I never knew existed before, every time I have a bad day or I feel hopeless I look at you I know I’ll be okay."

Her gaze met yours, and for a moment, the world seemed to slow down. You could see the flicker of uncertainty in her eyes, mingled with something deeper, something you dared to hope was affection.

"I... I feel the same way," Pomni admitted softly, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her jester's outfit. "You make me sane, you make me feel safe here." Her words were filled with sinserity.

Your heart swelled with warmth at her words, and without thinking, you reached out, gently tucking a loose strand of her hair behind her ear. "I love you more than you know. And I... I care about you so much, Pomni."

The air between you crackled with anticipation, the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air.

And then, as if guided by an invisible force, you leaned in, your lips meeting hers in a tender kiss.

Time seemed to stand still as you melted into each other's embrace, the world around you fading into insignificance.

At that moment, there was only the warmth of her lips against yours, the gentle rhythm of your hearts beating in unison.

When you finally pulled away, a soft smile graced Pomni's lips, her eyes shimmering with newfound certainty. "That was...hehe that was amazing," she giggled softly lost in the feeling of passion, her voice barely above a breath.

You couldn't help but agree, feeling a sense of euphoria wash over you. "It was," you replied, intertwining your fingers with hers.

You and Pomni sat together, hand in hand, knowing that this moment marked the beginning of something truly lovely.

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Hey!! Do you mind sharing with us your Shadamy headcannons for both the in game universe and your AU?

Abso-fucking-lutely!

There’s a lot of overlap between my au and general headcannons in terms of the ship itself so I’m just lumping it into all one category

I never enjoyed the idea of Sonic being jealous or made as a bad guy or something in order for Shadamy to happen. Sonic is a G, he is the third wheel, he’s the best man at the wedding. They’re all cool.

Shadow doesn’t like sweets at all. He likes his coffee sickeningly bitter and rarely eats anything sugary. However, the second he meets Amy it’s as if sweetness starts seeping it’s way into everything Shadow eats or makes. He doesn’t even realize at first until his friends remark on how much better the coffee he makes tastes. This was a detail in the au and those who noticed get extra points.

Amy is absolutely floored everytime shadow gets a new outfit. (Or I guess any outfit in general) Every. Single. Time. Shadow is too, but is way better at hiding it. But that doesn’t mean he isn’t screaming internally everytime Amy gets a costume change.

Shadow does absolutely nothing to try and calm Amy down during her bursts of fury. He thinks it’s cute and would rather watch her beat some guy to a pulp in admiration.

Rouge was the first to realize Shadow liked Amy after Omega pointed out his heart rate increasing. Rouge was surprisingly oblivious beforehand but very proud after.

Silver was the last to be told about them because he cannot keep a secret to save his life.

Amy is one of the few to make Shadow laugh. Usually not on purpose. And Shadow has a very loud evil supervillain laugh that is intimidating to most but Amy finds absolutely charming.

Shadow still will not let Amy live up the time she mistook Shadow for Sonic. Perhaps in the early days this moment annoyed or bothered him, but now he just finds it hilarious.

Shadow would definitely give someone a death glare for messing with Amy, but only when she’s not looking as to not embarrass her. Amy, however, will go full sicko mode on your ass in front of the entire Walmart.

Shadows favorite features about Amy are her smile and hair.

Amy’s favorite features about Shadow are his height and the tired lines around his eyes that I imagine are there.

Shadow is an early bird who helps drag Amy out of bed and also the night owl that helps her wobble her way back.

Shadow doesn’t believe in Tarot but endures it for Amy’s sake. This annoys her until she realizes that means he doesn’t actually know how it works and totally uses that to lie to him.

Shadow taught her to ride a motorcycle and once she starts riding it on her own he thinks it’s the most amazing thing he has ever seen

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Should You Watch Skip & Loafer?

(English title: Skip & Loafer)

(Japanese title: Skip to Loafer - or Sukippu to Roofaa)

A Brief Summary

Mitsumi comes from a super small town, but she has big ambitions.  Her plan is to attend school in the big city (Tokyo) in order to become a government official and make things better for her very small hometown.  She’s so dedicated to this goal, that she doesn’t realize other people may not have the same kind of mindset and would rather loaf around.  Enter Sousuke, a fellow classmate she meets after getting lost on the way to her first day of school in the maze that is Tokyo.  Sousuke likes to take things at his own pace (slow) and not get himself deeply involved into anything or with anyone.

The pair are almost complete opposites, but they become friends anyhow and learn a bit more about the world and themselves throughout their freshman year in high school.

So, should you watch the anime?  

Definitely yes, unless you absolutely can’t stand slice of life anime.

I looked forward to watching Skip & Loafer every week as it gave me a warm, squishy dose of wholesome goodness.  It’s just so gosh-dang nice.  My heart could barely handle the genuine feelings in some episodes.

Skip & Loafer is also a funny show, but funny in a friendly way.  It’s not slapstick violence, but instead shows off how goofy things can be when high school kids interact with each other.  But to be fair, the show has its serious moments too.  High school isn’t all laughs, after all.  Each of the characters have darker bits to them, as do all people.  The way the show explores how the characters grow is… well, I used the word before, but honestly, “wholesome” is the best description for Skip & Loafer.  Because even when some darker moments happen, things end up okay in the end.

While I mentioned this is slice-of-life-esque, there is a hint of romance throughout as well.  But romance isn’t the main focus, it’s just part of the high school experience - which is what the focus of Skip & Loafer really is.  Kids figuring themselves out a little at a time with some bonus shenanigans thrown in.  You know, your classic school festivals and sports day fun.  Throw in the whole “country hick in the big city discovering new things” vibe, and you’ve got yourself this anime.

And I mean that in the best way.  Though my high school days are long past, so maybe my opinion is slightly tinted by nostalgia’s rosy color.

The art design and animation add to the wholesome feeling the show gives off.  The character design is pretty simple, but they do a lot with faces and expressions.  I love some of the derpy faces Mitsumi makes, and the little blush marks characters get when embarrassed or nervous are very cute.  While I don’t know much about fashion, the clothes Mitsumi and her friends wear seem fairly realistic to what you could find normal Japanese teenagers wearing today.  I do enjoy extreme and weird outfits, but in a slice-of-life style anime, regular fashion is a nice touch.

The plot is mostly about the day to day life and ambitions of high school students.  We learn a bit about the group and how their childhood experiences (such as being a child star, being made fun of, etc) have shaped them, but also how they can still keep changing.  Like I said, freaking wholesome.

Besides Mitsumi and Sousuke’s developing friendship, you’ll get to peek into the lives of some of Mitsumi’s other friends and family, such as:

A tsundere classmate who wants Sousuke’s attention and has the same bangs as Misato from Evangelion (Mika).

A blonde bombshell super-model type that wants friends who don’t care about her looks or fame (Yuzuki).

A classic nerdy introverted girl with twin braids and glasses who thinks good looking people are jerks (Makoto).

The ultimate bestie from back home that is the most supportive person on earth (Fumi).

The epitome of OCD and the type who would probably plan out every bathroom break on a trip (Takamine).

A passionately dedicated drama club student who will do anything for the sake of their art (Kanechika).

And a cool aunt with a bit of an adam’s apple that helps out with good fashion tips and a place for Mitsumi to stay in Tokyo (Nao).

**Disclaimer here that I am not trans, but in my opinion, I think Nao’s inclusion in the story was very tastefully done.  Pronouns were used correctly, and no big deal was ever made of Mitsumi’s aunt formerly being an uncle.  She mentions it to her friends once when they are going to stay they night in case it bothers anyone.  But it doesn’t.  And I really like that.**

Plus even more friends and family!  There are quite a few minor characters that still make a big impact, and some I’d like to know more about.  As Skip & Loafer was a manga before it was an anime, I assume we do get more, so yay!  But even if you just watch the anime only, the story ends at a good stopping point. 

Where does it rate on my personal scale?

S: I will buy it at full price (unless it’s released by Aniplex USA, because fuck their pricing).

->A: I will buy it on sale sometime down the line.

B: I had fun watching it, but don’t need to own it.

C: It’s not my cup of tea, but wasn’t awful.

D: Dropped it.

X: Finished it out of spite, but did not enjoy it.

Skip & Loafer ranks at a solid A.  It was one of my favorite shows of the season and I would like to have the chance to watch it again even if streaming services die.  I’m also tempted to check out the manga to get more of my wholesome fix.

[tbzhub]

I Belong to You

Pairing: sneaky link!Lee Juyeon x afab!reader

Summary: Where you almost lose him to your stupid games

Warnings: MDNI, smut, a little angsty?? first setting is a restaurant so food is mentioned, reader is being a stupid, callous player, crass-ish language, hyunjae makes a statement that could be considered objectifying, honestly the men are talking like fuckboys (not juyeon ♥︎), oral (m. receiving), fingering, protected sex, brief mention of spit, brief hair pulling, light spanking, idk i blacked out

Rating / Genre: M, slice of life (?), situationship

WC: 8.6K

Artist Note: Thank you to everyone who held my hand through this as a beta reader or helping me when I got stuck. @wooahaeproductions @gyupremacy @littleroaes @the-boy-meets-evil I got this done despite being attacked by juyeon's hands, thank youuuuuu. i'll look for typos later, I don't want to look at this for at least 48 hours. goodbye, enjoy, happy birthday juyeon!

Tagged: @deoboyznet @everykebbie

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Juyeon saw you first. Even through a throng of people and the thick pane of glass that separates him from you, his eyes land on you in an instant. That was you, though– you had this naturally eye-catching presence. The outfit that you’re wearing only heightens your allure, and he is keen to check you out, looking you up and down even though he should be listening to the conversation that he is a part of.

It was the satin shirt that loosely clung to your body that pulled him in and made him slowly swallow in want as he continued to watch you walk up. The long-sleeved blouse was pinned closed by a single button in the middle, tastefully exposing and concealing parts of your body as the night air kissed your skin. A black mini skirt hugs your curves with the hem resting just above your upper thigh, highlighting the swell of your ass wonderfully. As you flounced towards the restaurant entrance, he could see the enticing glint and shimmer of the thin silver body chain that adorned your waist, only peeking through as the lower part of the satin top opened up more due to the slight breeze. His tongue ran across his bottom lip as he continued to watch you, Chanhee by your side, as you talked animatedly, using your hands in the cute way that you always do.

A wolf whistle pulls Juyeon’s mind and eyes away from you, Eric’s gaze following after his previous interest. “It’s like she comes out of the house just to torture you, huh? Coming to Sangyeon’s restaurant opening looking so fucking fuckable. She had to know that you’d be here.” 

He shakes his head at the younger’s words. “Nah, I doubt it. She’s her own person, and I’m pretty sure I don’t cross her mind until it’s well after 10 p.m..” Juyeon admits, putting up a front of nonchalance. 

He was bothered, though. This thing that you two had on the low? Not being able to call you his unless your body was underneath his own? Acting like nothing was going on between you when you were in group settings? Sometimes, it was annoying. All of his friends saw you as off-limits. Similar to how all of your friends saw him just as equally inaccessible. Still, you insisted on toying with him– regarding him as if he was just some guy. He liked to think he knew the truth, that you liked him more than you let on. He was the only guy whose number you had saved, and his name had a heart beside it for a reason.

Sunwoo cuts in, draping an arm around Eric’s shoulder. “What’s going on outside?” He questions, his head turning towards the glass facade, and then he nods. His attention goes back to Juyeon. “Who’s that guy walking up?”

-

You’d been talking to this dude over text off and on for over a month or two after matching on a shitty app that you only used when you sought out instant gratification. Truthfully, you didn’t think anything would come of it, offhandedly throwing the invite out like a bone for a dog– and he actually pulled up. He was cute enough. Tall and dressed well. For tonight, he would suffice. Chanhee nudges you conspiratorially as the space between you and your date shrinks. You wave him off with a self-assured smile, murmuring that you’ll catch him inside before hitting the man across you with one of your winning glances.

“Hey.” 

There’s a seductive lilt in your voice while you stretch your arms out to welcome him with a hug. Your nostrils fill with the heavy scent of whatever cheap cologne he drenched himself in, causing you to smirk and let out a flirtatious giggle. You always found it so cute when you could tell a guy was pulling out all the stops to impress you.

“You look stunning.” You hear him compliment you in a low mumble as you pull away from the embrace, and your thank you is coated in sugary, sweet dalliance. 

His eyes shamelessly travel up and down your figure as if he’s appreciating a Greek sculpture. Allowing him to check you out a little more, you shift your weight to one leg and rest a hand on your hip patiently.

“Whenever you finish, I have people I’d love to introduce you to.” Your banter is cheeky, contrasting your calm and placid facial expression as if he had little effect on you. Which, in all honesty, he didn’t. 

-

Sangyeon’s take on a restaurant is unique. The second you step inside, it’s like you’re inside a bubble of luxury with a mix of whimsy. The low hum of chatter surrounding you dissipates as your eyes flit to the ceiling first, scanning across the large, elaborate, bright white neon sign hoisted above the patrons instead of traditional hospitality lighting. The characters pull you forward as you read the saying, craning your neck in order to catch the entire cliche food-related quote.

“Eat great food with even greater friends, huh?” Chanhee sidled up to you, popping back into your view, and you beamed back at him in response. “We should probably follow his instructions then, hm?” you reply through a giggle. 

The man beside you looks around awkwardly, and your friend flashes you a knowing look with an astute smirk to match. “Hi, I’m Chanhee.” He says, stretching his arm out to the new guy who seems too absorbed in the lighting design overhead to pay him any mind. The two of you communicate wordlessly while Chanhee smoothly plays off being ignored by your date. A beat later, he announces that he needs to steal you away for a moment, and the man is left to stand alone in a room filled with people he doesn’t know.

You’re get brought to a far corner of the restaurant where glass panels with neon signs slotted between them separate the line of booths from one another. The specific sign behind Chanhee’s head is a kitschy illustration of a cat eating a bowl of noodles, and the cat’s ears perfectly align with his head. 

“Sangyeon made this place very Instagrammable,” you observe with approval while scoping the restaurant out from this new angle.

Chanhee hums at your remark, looking around before his eyes fall back on you.

“Juyeon’s here.” 

His words come out very frank, but you know he’s gearing up for a lecture. You meet his gaze, lips curling upward into a crooked smirk before you respond. “Oh yeah?” 

“Oh yeah?” He mimics your voice perfectly. “Now you’re playing me like I’m on your roster.” He replies dryly with a short-lived chuckle.

“I mean, yeah. It makes sense that he’d be here— 

He snips your sentence before you can bullshit further, eyes cutting towards the man you brought with you. “So why’d you bring some random ass guy as your date? Everyone knows about you and Juyeon. What the fuck?” 

“There really is nothing to know. We aren’t anything aside from two people who’ve slept together on occasion— 

Chanhee steams on, trampling over your words with a side-eyed glance. “And will continue to.”

You shrug, tongue darting out to wet your top lip. “Perhaps.” You smirk, and so does Chanhee.

“Probably tonight,” he counters, punctuating his message with a gesture towards Juyeon. It looked like he was coming your way, but his path curved, and you both watched him disappear toward the bar. You shrug, unbothered.

“Or tomorrow night.” You comment, meeting Chanhee’s gaze with pure mischief sparkling in your pretty eyes.

His smile twists to mirror your cheeky grin. The two of you dissolve into a fit of laughter, Chanhee slapping the table in his signature added effect. “Ooou, you really are a cold-blooded slut. Love that for you.”

“Learned from you,” you toss back with a giggle. “More importantly, though, we all came here to celebrate Sangyeon. It’s not every day that your friend opens a restaurant and hosts an exclusive dining experience with all your closest friends—

“And some random ass man.” Chanhee reminds you. He wouldn't be himself if he weren’t on your case.

You smile sweetly at your best friend. “You’re annoying. I can behave. Juyeon can behave. It’ll be fine.”

-

Your date sits beside you as you wait for your drink, droning on about his plans for the upcoming work week while you occasionally hum along in response. You couldn’t remember when you’d asked for this many details about his career path, but here he was, showering you with tech industry terms and company name drops. You were starting to wonder when someone proclaimed so intelligent would catch on to your lazy responses.

“Yeah, wow. That’s crazy. You’re so cool,” you say, giving off an extra bubbly vibe as you continue to stroke his ego. 

A pretty cocktail gets slid your way finally, and you gingerly take a sip while you allow your date’s boring words to assault your ears. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Juyeon pass by, looking like a blur of sex appeal, but your eyes remain on your date. Even as he sits down on the free barstool beside you— even as the urge to check Juyeon out surges through your body… you listen to the random-ass tech man beside you.

“Can I get two beers?” You hear Juyeon ask, and his voice sounds so velvety smooth in your ears, but you don’t react, keeping your composure while nodding to your date.

“Mm, wow, that’s so interesting.” You say, eyes going wide as you bob your head. “I think it’s so cool that you have a job like that,” you add, throwing out another compliment as you alternate between replies.

“I mean— no, I don’t know anything about the field, but still, lots of people, letters, and numbers seem to be involved. It definitely sounds like a job. I also have a cool job whenever you want to hear about it.” You passive-aggressively state, taking another sip from your cocktail. This cocktail was giving you a better experience than your date and most likely tasted better, too.

You overhear Hyunjae and Juyeon talking, ears going supersonic as you pick their familiar voices out over the buzz of conversations encompassing the bar.

“What about her?”

“I’m good.” You hear Juyeon reply, and curiosity rises within your chest.

“You’re lying to yourself. When are you going to move on? All these people, and you're hung up on a chick that came with some wet blanket as her date. You’re going out sad. It’s hard to watch.”

Hyunjae’s words have your lips curling into a haughty smile that your date weirdly copies. “What?” He asks, and you blink in confusion. He boldly leans into you, whispering in your ear, and your senses get bombarded with his cologne. “You wanna get out of here?” 

You can barely contain your disgust as you speak. The taste of his pungent fragrance lingers on your tongue as your tone goes sweeter and lighter to compensate for the way he’s just cemented, giving you the ick. “You know, I think I’d really like to stay for dinner. If you need to leave, though, don’t let me stop you.” He visually tenses and relaxes before your eyes. “You’re right. We should at least stay for dinner. This is your friend’s big night, right? I’ll find us some seats next to uh…

“Chanhee.” You disinterestedly finish for him, shifting on your barstool. “I’ll bring a round of drinks. Catch you in a bit.” Your attention is turned away from him before his presence leaves your personal space as the bartender saunters over to take your order. 

Alone, you take a moment to look around the bar. Keeping with the theme, there's a neon sign on display behind the two bartenders. Pendant lights are scattered along the seating area, creating small, intimate sanctuaries every two barstools. You look up at the pendant between Juyeon and yourself before your eyes settle on his form. He looks as good as always, hair framing his forehead, and when he looks at you, your breath is stolen. Hyunjae must have walked off, and you won’t let your opportunity go to waste.

“You look nice.” You try to charm, sending a glowing smile his way.

“Don’t start.” He shuts you down, sounding curt.

“What? I’m just being nice. What happened to polite formalities?” Your glossy lips poke out into an exaggerated pout, and Juyeon rolls his eyes as if he’s troubled to even look at your face.

“That’s the thing, though. It starts with you being nice to me; then I have to be nice to you. Next thing I know, you’re cumming on my fingers in the backseat of my car. That’s our formality.” He holds your gaze, daring you to devise a counterpoint, but you don’t.

You shrug, lips spreading into an audacious smirk. “Sounds rather polite to me.” He gives you a look that lets you know you're running on thin ice, and you fold. “Don’t be mad at me, Ju.”

Juyeon downs the last few swigs of his beer before setting the brown glass bottle down on the counter and getting up. “What's there to be mad about? ‘s not like we’re together. Enjoy your night.”

-

The air surrounding the lengthy dining table buzzed with palpable energy as everyone sat together, waiting for the dinner to commence. Sangyeon makes a toast accompanied by a heartfelt speech from the head of the table, addressing his family and friends with gratitude. Juyeon half listens, raising his glass on cue when he sees your hand raise out of the corner of his eye. He puts the flute glass back down while casually sneaking another look. He’s putting more mental energy into not glancing your way than he’d like to let on, and still, he’s unsuccessful. It’s just that seeing you flanked by your date and Chanhee— the way you lean into your friend who whispers into your ear with a smirk splayed on his lips, the look your date gives you as you eagerly chat him up, your hand teasingly pushing the man’s chest while you laugh at something he’s said, the coy glance Chanhee gives you before you pick up your phone to continue some exclusive, silent conversation— pisses him off. The minor details compound on top of each other until envy grips his throat tight, and his lips slump into a frown for a hot second before Hyunjae pokes him in his ribs.

“Dude. Stop fucking looking.”

He opens his mouth to lie, to say he wasn’t looking at you, but there’s nothing to gain by lying to the older. His eyes rip away from your form while he picks up the glass of champagne in front of him. He downs the bubbly drink in one go, signaling for a server to bring him another when he’s placed the glass on the table.

“Chill out, hyung. Drinking and jealousy never mix well,” Eric warns, eyes round in concern as he places his hand on his friend’s shoulder, but Juyeon brushes his words off along with his hand while another drink gets placed before him.

“Leave it, Eric. This is y/n, we’re talking about. He’s a lost cause. We’d all be.” Sunwoo chimes in, and Hyunjae’s scoff is heard loud and clear. “I wouldn’t. Diversify your investments, and you don’t catch feelings.”

Sunwoo leans forward against the table, craning his neck to make eye contact with Hyunjae. “Investments? Are we talking about the stock market or women? You sound worse than y/n. Maybe you two belong to—

The glare Juyeon shoots the younger wires his mouth shut. Hyunjae shakes his head in amusement, directing his gaze to the lady in question before turning his regard back to his friend group, intent on clarifying his statement. “All I’m saying is, if you invest all of your time into one person, then no shit— you’re going to catch feelings. Look at Juyeon. All those late nights and early mornings add up. Now he’s hung up over someone that won’t commit because she’s too busy diversifying.” There’s a huge, boyish grin etched into his features as he drags out every syllable of his last word.

Eric nods as if he’s listening to a message from a prophet while Juyeon sighs in faux exasperation. “How’s the saying go? The bitchless, leading the bitchless?” he jokingly quizzes through a chuckle, reaching for his glass once more.

“Hey, Juyeon. Where’s your girl right now?” Hyunjae challenges him back, and their entire side of the table erupts into laughter.

- 

There’s not much talking once the dinner starts, just the occasional praise for each new dish that graces everyone’s table setting. Aside from the murmurs and whispers, the sound that remains constant is the scraping and clatter of silverware against ceramic. A good dish could silence a room– that was the beauty of excellent food, and Sangyeon’s menu was no exception. You were too busy eating to chat, communicating through pointing at your plate, and humming in satisfaction as delightful flavors and spices lovingly embraced your tastebuds. The dish that you’re currently sharing with Chanhee was beginning to look sparse. Both of you kept picking up piece after piece of an appetizer you are confident will become a main attraction for future patrons. You notice that your date’s plate is already bare, causing you to pick up the small tasting menu that rests by your champagne flute with intrigue.

Scanning the embossed cardstock briefly, you hum in anticipation. “Guys, there’s so much more to come.” You note, trading the menu for your drink and taking a sip of the sparkling beverage. As you relax into your chair, your eyes casually gloss over Juyeon’s empty seat at the table. You must have been too engrossed in your food to notice him get up. Your head swivels towards the bar, and he’s not there either. Playing it off, you let your gaze fall to your phone and pull it into your grasp.

You were tactful in your approach– smoother and far less evident than Juyeon was about keeping tabs on you. You’d caught him staring at you a few times, but it’s not like you could call him out. Blowing his cover would indirectly force your hand; you were looking at him just as much as he was you.

“I’ll be right back,” you announce to no one in particular, pushing your chair back to search for a restroom.

The corridor where the restrooms reside is long and wide. You wander through the expanse of the hall slowly, eyes catching on the extravagant amount of decor mounted to the walls. If Sangyeon used an interior designer, this was the space where they decided to let go of their inhibitions. The deep navy blue paint color on the walls could only be seen in glimpses, peeking out around the array of mirrors and wall art that embellished the spacious aisle. Surprisingly enough, this area didn’t harbor a single neon sign. 

You pause, looking at yourself in one of the many mirrors on the gallery wall. This particular mirror has a reflective chrome frame in an organic shape that reminds you of some of the inspo pictures you’d seen on your Pinterest feed. After messing with your hair, you reapply gloss to your lips and queue up your phone to take a picture for your story. 

After snapping a few shots, you swipe through the pictures, making sure the aesthetic aligns with what you usually post. With a sultry pout on your lips, you lift your arm above your head to take another picture from a different angle— this one for your close friends. You’re so busy fiddling with the positioning (intent on using a mirror behind you to make it look like there’s an infinite number of your clones in the picture) that you overlook your small audience of one until after you’ve updated your stories.

There’s a hint of a smirk playing along Juyeon’s lips as he makes a show of pulling his phone out of his pocket.

“Hot,” he comments, eyes downcast while he swipes his finger across his phone’s screen. Your phone vibrates in your hand, and when you see the notification, you snort. “Wow. Fire emoji. Way to stand out amongst the crowd, Ju,” you praise, tonality laced with sarcasm. 

Coming over and standing in front of Juyeon, you tilt your head back to meet his gaze. There’s a twinkle of longing in his eyes that you don’t fail to notice, and you pounce on it. Taking another step closer, you feel that comforting sheen of warmth caress your skin as you infiltrate his personal space. You’re close enough to kiss him— a tippy toe’s length away from erasing the gap that hangs between your lips. “Wanna come over tonight?” 

“No.” He was being short with you again. Yet his following action contradicts the rejection he’s just doled out to you. His large hands feel you up, one smoothing over your skirt while the other grazes the exposed skin of your midriff. His fingers lazily dance along your skin and plucks at the chain circling your waist. “Please?” You ask, melting further into his grasp and the familiar comfort Juyeon’s hands provide. He shrugs, relinquishing you from his hold, and you watch him simmer with his thoughts. 

There’s a rising commotion coming from the front of the restaurant, indicating what you can only assume is the next course coming out. Juyeon takes a step away from you, looking down the hallway briefly before redirecting his attention your way. “Seems like you’re already booked, and I’m not in the mood to share tonight.”

You sigh, ready to move past the matter. “I’m not going to sleep with him, Juyeon… there’s no second date for this guy.”

“Okay.” Juyeon pats your shoulder, movements stiff like he’d just finished speaking with an acquaintance he’d awkwardly ran into at the grocery store. 

You’re unable to discern the message behind the impassive facial expression he regards you with. The pang of an emotion that you’re not accustomed to pierces through your chest as you watch him walk away without sparing you a second glance. Surrounded by the wall of mirrors and trendy art pieces, you start to question your decision-making skills. For a moment, you stand there wondering if you’ve taken things too far…

-

It feels like Juyeon is punishing you for the next few days, but the further you get away from the dinner party, the more you wonder if he’s ghosting you.

The pang that you felt that night doesn’t go away. As a week goes by, you become certain that this is what your body is going to feel like from now on— walking around with the ache of guilt in your chest. There’s also a weight of uneasiness that settles into your stomach that no amount of delusional positivity could subdue. The weight gets nearly unbearable when you reflect on how categorically wrong you are. 

You text Juyeon twice asking to talk, and you reply to his stories a few times before it becomes glaringly obvious that he’s ignoring you. 

Your message thread with him slips further down in your phone as more days blur past. Your interactions hit their peak with Juyeon’s occasional reaction to a picture you post— none of them are shots of yourself. Somehow, your brain blows this observation out of proportion, and you find a new sublevel to wallow in.

At the three-week mark, you begin to picture a life where Juyeon really doesn’t forgive you—one where he never responds to your texts nor answers video calls—forever fated to orbit each other cautiously at every mutual group hangout. A life where you don’t get to flirt with him at parties or climb into the backseat of his car at the end of the night. The agony of becoming an outsider to your connection with him until you’re seen as nothing more than a stranger, a friend of a friend. Then, eventually, you’ll wake up to a reality where you don’t know anything about him at all.

Chanhee’s diagnosis and solution to the matter is that “you’re lovesick and in need of dick.” For once in your friendship, you don’t try to argue against his take, but his phrasing leaves a lot to be desired. 

Most of your idle time is spent thinking about Juyeon. You were debating with yourself over whether you should text him or not. Wondering what he’s up to and then checking his or his friend’s stories, looking for clues. Reflecting on just how deep your feelings are for him and how badly you’ve fucked up by being a noncommital little shit.

Currently standing in your kitchen, you watch a pot of water begin to simmer on your stovetop. Your chin rests in your hands while you count the tiny bubbles forming at the bottom of the pot, trying to keep your mind off of him. It’s not an easy feat, not when your kitchen is indirectly filled to the brim with memories of Juyeon. 

When you first moved into your own apartment, you had a solid determination to teach yourself to cook, more so out of financial necessity. Takeout was beginning to look more like a luxury you couldn’t afford than an expense you could consistently maintain. This kitchen is where the lines between Juyeon and yourself began to blur. Though you haven’t done it in a while, there was a time when you’d video chat with him every time you’d attempt to cook dinner. In hindsight, maybe you should have been calling Sangyeon, but at the start of your friendship— before it had been unanimously determined that Juyeon was the worst cook of the group, he’d keep you company. You’d call him, and he’d give you moral support and amateur-level cooking advice. 

There were times when the recipes were easy, and you’d spend time casually chatting with him about whatever came to your mind. Often, especially in the beginning stages, he watched you without judgment as you demanded pots of water to boil faster or whined about how badly you wanted to abort the mission to pick up fast food. Where Chanhee would surely enable you, Juyeon would gently push you forward. Thinking about it now, a rush of butterflies settles into your stomach, and a small smile turns your lips upwards at the corners.

Maybe you should call him.

The pot before you finally reaches a rolling boil as your mind drifts to the first time you made a meal good enough to share. It was the one time when Juyeon had been busy and couldn’t hold your hand through the process. 

That evening was unexpected in a lot of ways. When you called him a second time on a whim, you didn’t think he’d answer. You didn’t intend to extend an invitation to him when you’d got him on the phone, excited to brag about your culinary accomplishment. You didn't expect him to accept your offer to come over and eat dinner with you. Nor did you anticipate said meal would get abandoned, lying perfectly plated and cold on your small dining table as the night developed in a way that neither of you could resist.

Your gaze cuts to the kitchen floor, and you shiver as the memory plays vividly. It’s as if you can feel Juyeon all over you again, and your body floods with warmth. Your grip on the wooden spoon in your hand grows tighter until your palm hurts. A few breaths later, the spoon clatters onto your countertop as you ditch it in favor of your phone, and your fingers seem to move on their own…

When you see yourself on the screen, your eyes widen in shock while you straighten the collar of the oversized sleep shirt you're wearing. Next, you frantically tame as many strands of your hair as you can— but Juyeon gives you no time at all. His face comes into view, and your arm freezes mid-air. If you had an ornate declaration to recite, it’s gone.

“Mm?”

Hearing his voice prompts you to blink slowly, eyelashes fluttering as your mind hard resets and your arm lowers. Juyeon stays quiet, shifting on his bed until his head rests in his palm. He watches you for some time before his eyebrows raise, fueled by impatience and curiosity.

Your voice edges on the side of pleading as you finally speak. “Can you come over?”

Juyeon hasn't seen this side of you before. His face relaxes into a smirk. “Why?” You turn off the stove and shuffle over to your sofa, tucking your foot under your butt as you mull over what the answer is to his question. “I— I want to talk to you about something.” His facial expression goes impassive again as he replies. “Okay. You have me now. I’m not coming over just to hear you say sorry.” 

Usually, you’d have some flirty comeback, but as you look at Juyeon through the screen, the ache in your chest gets replaced with a deep yearning. It’s silent for a few beats as you swelter in the intensity of your emotions. 

He refuses to budge, waiting for you with his lips pursed to conceal the smug look shaping his features. With a sigh, you concede. “Please? I am so sorry, Juyeon. What I did was rude as fuck. I want to apologize to you and much more. I’ve been thinking a lot, and I’ve realized some… things, and I’d like to talk to you about these realizations.” His eyes soften around the edges, and his lips rise into a sweet smile before his demeanor recomposes. If you blinked, you’d have missed the emotions that showed through in his gaze. “Why me? Isn’t that what Chanhee is for?” 

This time, you chuckle, mimicking the endeared look he sends you through the screen. “Don’t make me do it over the phone, please? I’ll make it worth your while.” You hold your pinky up, “I promise.”

“Oh, yeah?” Juyeon asks, tone falling lower as he sits upright. You nod, and he disappears from your view for a moment or two, leaving you to stare at his ceiling fan. “Are you still gonna look like that when I get there?” His question catches you by surprise, nose scrunching in confusion. “I mean… yeah? I already showered.” He pops back into view with his bright smile filling nearly half of your phone’s screen. “Good. Be there in twenty.” 

The call ends, and you look down at your clothes. Your shirt was actually one of Juyeon’s that he’d left behind ages ago. The fuzzy Hello Kitty shorts and the matching socks make you cringe, but you decide not to change. Nothing screams ‘I want to be in a committed relationship with you’ like childish pajamas.

Your motivation to cook is gone, swapped out for anticipation of Juyeon’s arrival. You make a weak attempt at straightening up your apartment to make the wait easier, aimlessly walking through your living room to pick up stray blankets and tote bags. Lighting a candle, you head back into the kitchen to put away the remnants of good intentions that linger on your countertop. Lukewarm water gets poured down the kitchen sink, and the stainless steel pot and wooden spoon get washed and put away. You pull out two glasses and fill them with water before leaning against the counter and taking a few sips. 

Gears start to turn in your head, funneling your array of feelings into words and then sentences. Before long, you fully grasp what you’d like to tell Juyeon. You’ll start with another apology and then confidently segue into the rest. No games, no stalling— no vague responses, just honesty and transparency.

A knock at your door rouses the butterflies nestled in your stomach, and you practically skip towards the sound. When you see Juyeon standing in your doorway, a smile stretches along your lips. He’s dressed cozy in what seems to be fleece, plaid pajama bottoms, and a faded black tee that you’re sure never sees the light of day. His hair is as messy as yours. “Hey,” he says through a smile that causes you to break eye contact, a simper curving your lips. He did wonders to your heart, effortlessly claiming the organ without warning. 

“Hey, there’s drinks on the coffee table,” you lamely reply as he crosses the threshold, closing your front door. Gentle hands cradle your face the moment you turn around, pulling you into a kiss. His lips found yours before you could properly reach the living room, the kiss turning heated instantaneously. 

Once you start, it's hard not to fall under the love spell Juyeon’s lips cast. A contented sigh leaves you, and his tongue slips into your mouth at the opportunity. His hands pull away from your face to hold your waist, pulling your body flush to his as your arms loop around his neck. You allow yourself a few more moments, rolling your tongue against his. Sharing impassioned kisses. Every part of you missed him; it gets displayed in the way you go pliant in his hold. Finally, you're crowded by the signature scent of him. It’s his familiar warmth that blooms against your skin. His lips that meld perfectly with yours… So you savor making out with him like this after what feels like so long.

The trance you’d been put under breaks when you pull back to catch a breath. Juyeon barely gives you a second, fed by his own voracity, as he chases after your lips once more. You dodge, leaning back to look at him. “Wait— I wanted to talk. You’re distracting me.”

He shrugs and wets his kiss bitten lips before speaking. “So talk.” With that, he leans back in to kiss your neck, and you bite back a whimper. Trying to steel yourself, you take in a sharp inhale and promptly exhale. All the while, you feel Juyeon’s hands move, roving over your curves. “I’m sorry, Juyeon. I’ll never do that to you again.” It takes everything to keep your voice even, eyes falling closed as he glides his lips across your throat. “I know.” He comments, breath fanning over your skin, and you squirm where you stand. 

“I…” you trail off as heat travels up your torso and goosebumps race up your skin. 

Juyeon halts his movements, fingertips pressing indents into your ribs. “And?” He urges with a murmur, walking you backward towards your living room. You look up, meeting his gaze right as the back of your thighs touch the arm of your sofa. “I like you way too much to jeopardize what we have. I just want to be with you.” You declare your statement with confidence and a rapidly thudding heart.

“Uh-huh.” He leans in, smirking into another kiss that you reluctantly avoid.

“Juyeon! Ar-aren’t you going to respond to what I’m saying? Do you feel the same way?” You needed to know if Juyeon was hearing you. Needed to see if he wanted the same thing out of this as you. He chuckles, pulling his arm out from underneath your shirt to cup your face in his hand. There’s nothing but pure amusement radiating from the smile he graces you with. “I’ve been waiting for you to catch up. Seems like you did, right?”

“Oh. Y-yeah.” You reply, relieved. This time, when he dips his head low, you relax, letting your body handle the rest. 

Juyeon’s hands are everywhere. Running along your inner thigh. Caressing your torso. Dipping beneath your elastic waistband. Your lips trace his jawline before you feel your shorts and panties yanked down. Cool air hits your bare skin, and a shiver ripples through your spine. You’re placed on top of the sofa’s armrest as he captures your lips again, tongue opening your mouth to him hotly. The kiss is galvanizing, making your legs fall open on their own volition. His hand promptly makes its home between your thighs, teasing you with a barely-there touch. You whine against his lips, stomach fluttering in anticipation of his wandering hand. 

Juyeon pulls away from your mouth, looking at you with a lust-lidded gaze and a lazy smile. “What do you want right now?” voice dulcet while he asks, beginning to toy with the wetness that clings to your pussy. Your eyes trail down to his lower half, greedily tracing the outline of his dick. “Y-you,” the answer comes out of you quickly, tone rife with need. 

Strings of your arousal keep you connected to the sofa and his long fingers. For a short moment, all you hear is your soft breathing and the salacious sounds of him playing with your pussy. The look Juyeon regards you with is one of intrigue and mirth. “Show me what you mean,” he offers, starting to rub your clit slowly with featherlight pressure. You playfully roll your eyes. Angling your hips, his hand stays motionless while you work for the friction that you so desperately crave. After a few half-hearted grinds, you realize he won’t make things easier for you. 

The smirk Juyeon wears incites the brattiness that you reserve for moments like this. You look at him with pleading eyes, opening your mouth to complain, but damp fingers keep you silent. Your tongue swirls around the digits, and a satisfied hum dissolves within the small space between your bodies. “You want these, don’t you?” He asks, watching you taste yourself in earnest. You respond by spreading your legs wider, tilting your hips up in hopes that he won’t tease you even though you more than deserve it. Pulling his fingers away, he returns his hand to its former place with a sick grin curving his lips. “Words, baby. You gotta communicate.” He prompts through a soft murmur while his hand hovers over where you want him most. 

Turning your head away from him, you pout as you try to hold on to your last few shreds of dignity. You mutter the words out quickly with an attitude, and Juyeon shakes his head in disappointment, grabbing your face with his free hand for added measure. “Look at me, baby. Ask nicely. You can do it.” He orders, fingers grazing through the tacky wetness that continues to pool towards your center.

“Yes, Juyeon. I missed you. Wanna cum on your fingers first. Please?” You plead, feeling your pride and dignity slip through your grasp and into his hands. 

Slipping his arm around your waist, Juyeon presses a kiss to your lips. “You missed me?” He teases, pressing into you finally. “Is this what you thought about, hm? Realized you love my hands too much to lose me?” You let out a moan before shaking your head no in response. “Words.” He reminds you, sliding his fingers in and out of you slowly. “N-no. I– I thought about…” your train of thought derailed as Juyeon’s fingers arched and brushed against a spot you had neglected for nearly three weeks.

“Uh-uh. You thought about what?” He pries, not letting you off the hook as his hand moves against you. “How you never shut up,” you answer sarcastically, face contorting from the sparks of pleasure that play with your nerve endings. 

“You’re lucky I like you,” he tosses back, forgoing punishing you to steal a kiss off your lips. 

Your pussy is snug around the digits, juices collecting in Juyeon’s palm as he continues his ministrations. Eyes falling shut, a throaty moan passes your chest. You bring your hand up, grabbing a fistful of his shirt while you relish the delicious push and pull of his slender fingers. Your hips roll into his hand, meeting his thrusts as your muscles tense up. 

Nobody else knew your body as well as he did. Juyeon’s movements are instinctual and precise, catching the cluster of nerves within you easily. He adds a third finger, and your head lolls forward. You can barely get his name out, the noun blending into a moan when it reaches the tip of your tongue. Before you can brace yourself for it, you’re cumming. It rips through you, right down to the ends of your nerves. You cry into his chest as the orgasm swallows you whole and strips you bare. Your grip on his shirt loosens, and your arms fall slack by your sides. His hold on you tightens, keeping you stable as he strokes your high along with the steady drag of his fingers.

Once you’ve had enough, you close your legs around his arm. You smile, caught in a daze, as you gradually return to your senses and regain strength in your limbs. “Happy?” He jokes with a cocky smile, and you nod in response. Sliding off the sofa, you lace your fingers through his as he leads toward your bedroom. With a last-minute thought, you reach out, swiping a glass of water off the coffee table just in case.

As you place the glass down on your nightstand, Juyeon pulls his clothes off and goes over to your bed. Your pussy throbs at the sight of him, cock hanging hard between his muscular thighs. 

He watches you while you take your shirt off, running his tongue across his bottom lip. “C’mere,” he directs, giving you space to crawl in between his legs. You look him up and down, mouth watering as you settle down right in front of his cock. Wetting your lips, you press a kiss to his length. He rubs his head against the soft swell of your bottom lip before you open your mouth wider. “You know what to do.” He urges gently with eyes fixed on your lips. 

Your tongue runs over the bead of precum that pools at his tip. You tease him deliberately as you wet his length. Dragging your tongue over his hard cock repeatedly while you watch his face scrunch up and his eyes close. When Juyeon’s had enough, he pushes your head down, and you eagerly oblige. Your lips close around the crown of his cock as you slide down his shaft before pulling off with a lewd pop. His hips buck up, chasing after the wet heat of your mouth as he pushes your head down again. You hum around him, buzzing with satisfaction as you sink onto him again. 

A mix of spit and precum dribbles down your chin and hand as you work his dick. Tightening the softness of your mouth around him, your cheeks hollow, you pluck your first grunt out of Juyeon’s chest. Your eyes flit up, seeing his muscles go taut in anticipation as you glide down his length again. You keep your tongue flat against the underside of his cock with every bob of your head, and eventually, he gets noisy— just how you like him. 

Fingers dig into your hair as Juyeon lets out a particularly shaky exhale. You’re pulled off of him before you could start choking on his cock. “Juyeon, I’m busy,” you huff, lips slick and swollen as you meet his gaze. His face and neck flushed, sweat clings to his forehead, and your eyes sparkle in delight. “Oooh, were you about to cum?” You coo, toeing a dangerous line as you pump his hardness slowly. “You missed me sucking your dick?” You teasingly add just as he forcefully pulls you into his lap. 

“Shut up,” he murmurs, melding your lips together while you straddle his hips and reach into your nightstand for protection. 

Placing the condom into Juyeon’s hand, you direct your attention to his neck. The crinkling of foil reaches your ears as you move your lips down his throat and along his collarbones. You sprinkle sweet kisses across his tanned skin until you feel his hands wrap around your waist, and you get deftly flipped onto your back.

Juyeon cages you between his toned arms, dipping his head down to place a heated kiss on your lips. Your arms make their way around his neck, pulling him closer to you as he drags his tongue across your bottom lip. You get lost in the depths of his mouth once more, exchanging sloppy kisses between pants and moans. His teeth sink into your lip, and warmth floods through your body. He feels stiff and heavy against your center, and your hips tilt upward in need. He takes the hint. Sitting upright, his hands go to rest on your knees before he pushes your thighs farther apart. He gathers as much saliva as he can inside his mouth before his lips part, and you watch as it slowly lands on your cunt— not that you need it. With his cock in his hand, he runs his length along the sticky, wet mess between your legs. 

After what feels like a year's worth of teasing, Juyeon finally slips inside, and you moan at the fullness. “How do you need me, baby?” He asks, adjusting his hands to grip your thighs. You whimper, sinking your teeth into your lip while you stretch your legs into the air. “Harder,” you breathe out, looking up at him with pleading eyes. He lays into your request, moving his hips with precision. He fucks you slow but potent, hips banging into yours with every thrust. His hands wrap around your legs, using them as leverage as he shakes a cry out of your body. Your eyes flutter closed as desperate pleasure laps at your skin and sets your nerves on fire. You try to snake your hand down to your needy clit, but he catches your hand in his. Lacing his fingers through yours, he leans forward. Your arm gets pulled above your head as he hovers in front of your face. “Did your boyfriend say you could do that?” 

Your face scrunches up, “Is this how we slap a title on us? With you scrambling my insides?” His lips stretch into a smirk, “Kind of fitting, if you ask me.” You roll your eyes, but the smile that curves your lips tells your true feelings. “Faster,” you instruct, and your legs get pushed back until your knees nearly touch your cheeks.

Juyeon’s hair dances on the edge of your forehead as he picks up the pace. “Fuck,” you moan. The word is so elongated coming from your mouth that you never finish it. You choke on a whine as he drives cock deeper, bullying the sensitive spot within you. All you can do is melt further into your bedsheets. The coil nestled in your stomach gets wound tight, your muscles contract, and your chest dramatically rises and falls. You tighten around him spasmodically as ragged, uneven breaths mix in the tight space between you two. Trying to form words, your lips curve around his name, but the only sound that comes out of your mouth is a depraved whimper. His grip on your hand loosens and slides down your arm towards your hips.

Before you can conceptualize what’s happening, you get flipped onto your stomach, and there’s stinging heat spreading across your ass cheek. 

Juyeon smacks your ass again and again as moans flow out of you ceaselessly. He plunges back inside, throwing his full weight into his thrusts. His hand travels up your back and into your hair, curling his fingers around the strands and tugging hard. You gasp and pant, feeling every last breath inside of you being pulled cleanly out of your lungs. His firm chest meets your back as he tilts your head back, exposing your neck to him, and his lips attach to the bruised skin. Your fingers scramble for purchase, gripping the sheets tight as your greedy hole takes all that he offers you. You wanted him to move in. To quit his day job and dedicate his life to fucking you like this every single day. You needed to stay like this forever, pinned down with his cock tucked deep inside your pussy. A gargled version of his name passes your lips as you lazily meet his thrusts. “Oh, shit,” you rasp, tears pooling in your eyes while your senses are overloaded by his cock. 

You hang on the precipice of an orgasm, skin growing hot as moan after moan hiccups out of your throat. Juyeon’s voice registers in your ears. “This is all I thought about that night. Fucking. You. In front. Of that stupid. Fucking. Dude.” He admits through gritted teeth, punctuating each word with harsh pounding. “You belong to me.” He adds, and you whine, loving this newfound possessiveness. “I belong to you,” you brainlessly repeat, voice muffled by your sheets.

He pulls out, switching your positions until you sit in his lap. “Say that again,” Juyeon orders, pulling you down onto his cock as your thighs press against his. “I belong to you,” you chant through a moan. 

You let your hips roll, bouncing on his cock as you chase after another high. His hands map your curves, grabbing hold of your tits and pulling you close. His fingers dig into your supple skin, squeezing your breasts while he snaps his hips up. Your mouth opens up for him, fueled by your dire craving to cum. 

His soft moans and gasps die on your tongue as you ride him, sliding up and down his length. You feel Juyeon’s hands travel down to your stomach. He holds you still, slamming into you with a devastatingly brutal pace, and your body starts to shut down. Your vision tunnels, and your sense of touch heightens. Sweat runs down your neck and chest in rivulets, and you shiver at the sensation. You feel every drag of his cock, stretching out your cunt and barreling towards your g-spot. Then you’re cumming, clenching around him hard while he ruts into you with rapidly disintegrating restraint, thrusts growing sloppy.

When you finally come down, Juyeon’s arm is looped around your waist, and you’re resting on his sweaty chest. “Are you going to make me leave now?” He asks, breathless, and you shoot him a bewildered glance. “Juyeon. After that? You deserve a key to my place,” you kid, with an airy laugh. 

“All jokes aside, no. I don’t want you to leave. I want you to stay with me forever.” And you mean every word. 

-

In the morning, you wake up to an empty bed, and your heart sinks into your heels. You blindly reach out for the glass of water left on your nightstand, but your hand touches the air. Sitting up, confused and viscerally heartbroken, you heave yourself out of bed and onto your feet. You drape your comforter around your naked body and pad out into the living room to grab yourself some water.

The sights before you quell your tender heart. “What are you doing?” You ask, eyeing Juyeon with a joyful smile. He’s wearing nothing but boxers, and it looks like he stole a pair of your socks, but you keep your reactions to these minor details close to your chest. “Making my girlfriend breakfast,” he says, keeping his eyes on the pan in front of him as he raises a glass of water for you to see.

You snort, but your heart squeezes behind your rib cage, “Since when can you cook?” You tease, coming around to lean against your counter and take the glass, eyes full of adoration as you stare at the man before you. 

Your boyfriend.

[castexpectopatronum]

Arcane characters when you're wearing a cute new outfit:

Masterlist

-> includes Vi, Viktor, Caitlyn, Ekko, Jinx, Vander

-> warnings: pet names?, people thinking you're hot lmao (sfw)

-> tried to keep this gender neutral, let me know if I messed up somewhere

Vi

You knew exactly what you were doing when you slipped into your new outfit. When you go to meet Vi and call out her name, she raises her eyebrows and a mischievous grin spreads on her face.

“Look at you, sweets, all dolled up,” she says, hands in her pocket, slowly striding towards you. Her eyes trail up and down your body, like she's a predator and you're her pray. It should scare you, but it does the exact opposite. Not just her gaze but also the fact that she does not bother to hide it sends goosebumps down your spine, but you meet her with a grin of your own.

“You like it?”

“Yeah. Did you wear that for me?”

“Maybe,” you tease and you can tell by the way her eyebrow quirks that she is more than intrigued by the idea. “What if I did?”

Her hand finds your waist and a gasp escapes you when she suddenly pulls you towards her, gently enough not to hurt you but rough enough to leave you breathless, your chest pressed to hers. “Then I'd tell you how fucking gorgeous you look.”

Your faces are so close together that you can feel her hot breath on your skin. You shiver and do nothing to fight the smile creeping on your lips. “Tell me, then.”

Viktor

He hadn't noticed.

You'd been hanging out in the lab all day, but you should have known better than to presume your new outfit would distract Viktor from his work. Nothing managed to do that, not even you. It didn't make you fester any bitterness towards him, his dedication was just one of the many things you loved about him, but now it had you suppressing a sigh.

Jayce had already gone home and after a small eternity you had finally managed to pull Viktor away from his work, as well, and had you not been there, you were sure he would have stayed in the lab for far longer. Good thing you were, then.

“Viktor?”

“Hmm?” He looked at you with amber eyes and you knew that his thoughts were still lingering on his current project. Time to pull him away.

“You haven't said anything.” Your voice was light as you led him down the hallway, arms linked together.

He blinked. “About what?”

“My new outfit.”

His eyes skimmed over you and you instantly knew that while he didn't recognise it, he also didn't recognise it as new. Still, he said, “Ah, yes, of course. My apologies, my love. You look beautiful.”

You chuckled and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “You're too cute, Viktor.”

“What did I say?” he asked, equal parts surprised and confused.

“Just the right thing, love.”

Caitlyn

She drops whatever she was holding or if she was coming towards you, she stumbles and needs to catch herself. A faint blush tints her cheeks as she regards you.

“Wow … You look beautiful.”

You smile brightly and do a little twirl for her. “Thank you. I'd hoped you'd like it.”

The smile she gives in return is bashful. “Truly, you look wonderful. But …” She hesitates, stepping closer. “You don't have to pick out your clothes for me. I want you to wear whatever you like the most. Not that I don't appreciate-”

“Cat.” When you take her face in your hands, she stops abruptly. “I like what I'm wearing. But I like that you like it too. I like ...” At this part your face turned a little red. “I like looking good for you. You know?”

She lets out a nervous chuckle and cups your hands with hers, snuggling her cheeks against your palms. “Good, I'm glad. And you look so lovely, darling.”

You grin. “That's the third time you've said that.”

Caitlyn's sudden smirk takes you by surprise. “You should prepare to hear it a lot.”

Ekko

He lets out a low whistle. “Damn, firebug.”

“What?” you say, feigning innocence.

“You look hot.” He leans against the wall, eyes raking your body up and down while a smirk tugs on his lips. Your heart flutters in your chest. “Wouldn't mind if you wore that more often around here.”

You had hoped for this reaction, but you keep your act up. “Really?” you say, feigning surprise.

“Sure, why not?” He licks his lips and grins.

“Well, if you've noticed I'm hot, I'm sure someone else will too.” You smirk and lean next to him against the wall.

His eyes flash at you. “Well good thing everyone here knows you're with me.” His eyes flicker down and suddenly, he grins again. “And thank Heavens you are.”

“Looks like I have good taste, then.”

“Looks like I have good taste.” He winks at you and pushes himself off the wall. You take the moment to admire his muscular arms. “C'mon, lovebug.”

“Where are we going?” you ask, quickly skidding after him.

“Showing you off to the others. Can't have that cute outfit going to waste.”

Jinx

You hear her coming before you see her. She's talking, rambling, actually, and you hastily smooth down your clothes and clasp your hands behind your back. Jinx stops dead in her tracks when she sees you standing there. Her mouth snaps shut.

“Hi,” you say slightly breathless and grin at her.

She blinks. “Hi.” Suddenly, she giggles. “You look amazing, sprinkles!”

“Thanks.” You grin at her. “Hoped you'd like it.”

“I love it!” Quickly, she crosses the distance towards you and walks around you in a circle with absolutely no regard to your personal space. But you don't mind. In fact, you love how she looks at you with wide, twinkling eyes, mouth quirked upwards in a pleased smile. “Your outfit is so cool. I might borrow that sometime.” She laughs.

Amused, you smile. “Go ahead.”

She comes to a skidding halt before you and clasps her hands together, her eyes suddenly even wider, her grin even bigger. Her expression sparks your own excitement. “Wanna spike it up? Not that you need it,” she adds quickly. “I just thought-”

You link your arms with hers. “Let's go.”

Vander

His eyebrows shoot up when he spots you (like father like daughter) and he lets out a low whistle. “What beauty graces us with their presence today?”

You roll your eyes, but can't help the smile that spreads on your face. “What do you think?”

“What do I think?” Smiling, he comes closer, taking your hand and twirling you around as you laugh. “I think,” he says in his deep voice, “that you're the most beautiful creature I've ever laid eyes on.”

Your cheeks grow very warm and you quickly avert your gaze to hide your embarrassment. “Vander …”

“You asked.” He winks and you smile, before he stoops down to kiss you. “Are you helping out at the bar like that?”

A slight frown appears on your face. “Yeah … Why, do you have a problem with that?”

“Not at all,” he says. “In fact, I reckon that outfit will get you quite a few tips today. Smart thinking.”

You grin. “Figured I'd give you a view while you work.”

“Ah …” You can see the thoughts flicker through Vander's head, though he has the decency not to say them out loud. “I'm a lucky man.”

[beeindaclouds]

What the DSMP gift you for Christmas ✩*⋆ ⍋* ❅

Pairings: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, P!Skeppy, Wilbur Soot, C!Technoblade, P!Philza, Nihachu, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Foolish Gamers, Eret, Punz

Request are open

A.N: this is gonna be different from all my other scenarios, because I'm putting all of them in one scenario. Also, fun fact, I'm writing all of this while listening to "We don't talk about Bruno" on repeat :D

Dream's rich. Man's a bill- sorry, mUlTi MiLlIoNaIrE, so anything you want you get. Want some jewelry? There you go. A ticket to your favourite band? Vip and meet and greet if there is one. Binders? He bought 10 and bought the safest ones and made sure to regularly check that you have taken them off after a certain amount of time

This is George's field. He was never good with words or expressing himself, but when it came to gifts he always seemed to hit the target with you. You would mention something you like and, after months, he'll still remember and gift it to you, if you haven't bought it yet. It's amazing how he always seems to remember everything you like

For some reason I feel like he goes all out for you. Sapnap doesn't get you only one present, he gets multiple. One of the gifts it's most likely a matching outfit for the both of you. I can imagine him buying both of you deer onesies and both of you taking many pictures in them to post or send to Callahan later haha

Well, except the amazing Christmas breakfast Bad cooks for the both of you he does give you other gifts. For some reason I imagine him gifting you jewelry, any kind of jewelry that you like. It could be a ring, a necklace or a bracelet, just something that'll make you remember of him when you look at it. 100% has his, yours and lucy's name on it

I'm not even joking when I say that Skeppy [Platonic] will gift you his merch for Christmas. Like deadass just a box full of his hoodies and hats. Even gift cards to his own shop. Ok, he'll also gift you something you wanted, but mostly his merch. But hey, you'll be 100% warm for the entire winter

Is it too cliche if I say that he writes you a song? I mean, he has to. Oh and you know how in movies the couples go on Christmas shopping, and one of them sees something they like and the other quickly plans to go buy it and gift it to them? Yes, that's Wilbur Soot.

C!Technoblade probably doesn't celebrate Christmas much. He was always alone on those days so he treated them like any other, and then you came into his life and suddenly he had to gift you something. It's your first Christmas togheter and he had to make this gift meaningful. So, he did the most reasonable thing and poured his entire heart and soul into a letter. Was it much? No, but it didn't need to be. Just the fact that he had gotten the courage to write about his own feelings after being so secretive about them for so long was a new thing for you. You swore you'd keep that letter with you forever

C!Philza [Platonic] is definitely the one that gifts you clothes for Christmas. From sweaters to socks, he gifts you all kinds of clothes. He also brings you something from Mumza and you two stop to talk about how she's doing

I think Nihachu would gift you something she made herself. A sweater with your initials stitched on the front or a bath bomb with your favourite scent; I can see her putting her heart and soul into what she does for you and always being happy to see your happy face whenever you open the present

Quackity definitely tricks you with a gift just to have a kiss. I can imagine him giving you a present that only contains a mistletoe and, after getting his kiss, he gives you the actual present. And another small present is dancing with you under the Christmas lights; it has become a tradition for you two to have a slow dance after opening gifts, just a sweet and cute moment between you two. Oh, and he definitely sings in Spanish while dancing

Here's a other one that will absolutely spoils you, Karl Jacobs. I can see him buying you plushies every Christmas and naming them just to get more attached. He sometimes exaggerates and buys you giant plushies that will definitely not fit in your already plushie filled room. Calls all the plushies your children, congrats you're a parent now

Foolish and his sister always have a competition to see who can give you the best gift every Christmas. At the moment they're tied. Your boyfriend always kept track of the things you liked and you and Moo always talked so she basically knows everything about you. They're always neck to neck. Of course it's all fun and games, and you adore to see Foolish go all pounty when you prefer his sister's gift

I feel like Eret would buy you something useful. Like if you ever mentioned something that you needed she would quickly take a mental note and boy it later on. Also definitely gifts you a crown and cape so that you two match and will post many MANY pictures of you cause she loves to show you off

This man's a mess. He's scared to gift you the wrong thing so sometimes he just asks you what you want without realising. He gets so flustered and embarrassed you have to give him some time to recover. It's rare to see Punz like this but giving gifts it's not really his forte. He does try his best and always gives you the right thing anyway

[touyasdoll]

Okokokokokoooook. But like Dilf Aizawa w Babysitter reader. Shes just so good w Eri all that cute hot stuff that comes with that trope (it's a fav of mine especially if it activates his breeding kink while hes still pining). And fucking just the idea of him coming home to her having sent his kid to bed and waiting for him all nice and he just needs her so bad and "mr a-" "wrong name" "daddy!".

This is a fav of mine too!! 💕 Ahhh can you just imagine what it would be like to be his babysitter?? Him coming home late, both of you secretly pretending that he was coming home to you. The undeniable sexual tension that would inevitably bubble up between you two, especially when he sees how good you are with Eri? He loves taking care of her and now he wants a kid of his own and he thinks you would be just perfect to give him one.

Daddy

Minors DNI

Pairing: Shouta Aizawa x reader

Genre: smut & fluff

Warnings: daddy kink, breeding kink, age gap (early 20s vs early 30s), little overstimulation

It’s late in the evening. You’re seated on the couch, curled up and scrolling on your phone when Shouta returns.

“Hi,” you smile shyly, absently playing with your hair as you look up from your phone before setting it aside.

“Hi,” he smiles back, “Eri in bed?”

“Yep,” you nod as he sets his things down on then side table. “She was a perfect angel tonight, as usual.”

“Good,” he nods, removing his capture weapon, his eyes studying you subtly as he cocks his head to the side. "Did you..change your clothes?"

"Hmm? Oh!" You nod sheepishly, your cheeks flushing a shade of crimson as you tug and look down at the old t-shirt of his you were wearing. "I, uh, well. We had a little incident just before dinner. Eri got a little distracted while pouring her juice and I ended up soaked. She said you had some old clothes she never sees you wear, so I threw this on while my clothes were in the wash. Just tossed it in with a load of laundry I saw sitting there. I'm sorry, I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all," he chuckles, laying the fabric over the back of the couch. "That outfit looks much better on you anyway." He takes a seat on the arm chair beside the end of the couch where you're situated, "No other incidents tonight?"

"Nah," you shake your head with a soft smile, "She was a little embarrassed about the juice mishap. Shed a few tears, so we sat and calmed down for a bit before she tried again. Things went smoothly the second go 'round. My clothes should be done in the dryer in a little bit, actually. I can go check on 'em."

He waves his hand dismissively, "I can still hear the dryer. It takes a notorious amount of time to dry anything completely anyway."

"I don't wanna keep you up or be a bother, I--,"

"You're not," he assures you with a kind glance, a little smile turning up the corners of his lips. "Besides, I hardly ever actually get any sleep and I enjoy your company."

You blush once more, looking down as you fidget with the hem of your his shirt before meeting his gaze again, "Okay. Well how was your day? You’ve heard enough about ours.”

"It was all right. Glad to be home though. Thank you for staying so late, I know the plan initially wasn’t for you to be here all day.”

“Oh, it’s no trouble. That little girl has my whole heart,” you smile, looking down the hall toward her bedroom. “I’m happy to watch her whenever you need.”

He watches your face, his expression soft, “She really loves you. You’re really great with her. There’s no one I trust more to look after her.”

“Thank you,” you turn your head back to look at him, catching the lovestruck expression on his face just before he clears his throat at looks away, readjusting in his seat.

You chew on your inner lip, glancing down as you also readjust in your seat, sitting crossed legged now. Not-so-subtly pulling the borrowed basketballs shorts you’re sporting up higher on your legs, offering him a peek at your inner thighs as you arch your back and stretch, the imprint of your unrestrained nipples poking through the thin material as you groan quietly.

He steals a glance and fights the urge to groan himself, feeling his cock stir in his pants as he wonders what you look like underneath.

He’s caught off guard by the soft moan that falls from your lips, his eyes meet yours as you let your head roll to the side, trailing a hand over your collarbone, between your breasts, letting it come to rest between your thighs, slowly pressing two fingers between your legs as you watch him squirm, his chest heaving as he’s forced to draw deeper breaths.

“What are you doing?” He sighs, unable to tear his eyes away from the way that both of your hands are now subtly exploring your own body.

“Aren’t you tired of pretending that you don’t wanna do this? Don’t you know how badly I want it too?” You mewl quietly, propping your feet up on the couch, spreading your legs for him as you toy with your clit through your shorts, watching his eyes dart to the outline of your folds as the fabric pushes against them. “Don’t you wanna fuck me?”

“Fuck,” he groans, feeling his self-restraint quickly dissolving. “I do. You have no idea how badly I want to, but we—,”

“I’m a big girl, I can decide what I want,” you sigh, massaging your breast, tugging your clothed nipple as you plead. “Please, want it so bad. I’ll beg, if that’s what you want.”

“Shit,” he mumbles under his breath, rocking his hips forward as he pats his knee, his voice thick with authority when he speaks again. “Come here.”

You heed his instruction, standing to stroll over and straddle his lap, steadying yourself on his shoulders and he placed his hands over your hips, pulling you forward as he bucks his hips into you.

“Oh fuck,” you sigh, closing your eyes as you catch your clit on the bulge in his pants, “Mr. Aizawa—,”

“Mm-mm,” he fills his hands with his grip on your ass, striking your right cheek as he whispers against your neck, “Wrong name.”

“Shouta?” You try again, playfulness evident in your tone as you tilt your head to the side, a devious smile spreading across your face.

He strikes your left cheek this time, a little harder now, and you let out a soft yelp.

“I’ll give you one more guess, kitten,” he growls seductively in your ear, placing a kiss to your quickening pulse as he ruts his hips up into yours.

“Daddy,” you moan, tightening your grip on his shoulders as you desperately grind against him.

“Good girl,” he smirks, running his hands up the back of your shirt to lift it off, tossing it to the side as he sits back to look at you.

His eyes rove over your torso, admiring your breasts as he slowly cups them in his hands, muttering a quiet, “Damn,” beneath his breath as he leans in, taking your nipple in his mouth as he closes his eyes.

“Oh, fuck, Daddy,” you coo, arching into his touch, moaning louder as he continues his assault on your sensitive nipples, pulling at the other with skilled fingers. “Been thinking about this for so long.”

“Yeah? Tell me about it, kitty,” he presses your breasts together, massaging them as he looks up at you intently. “Tell me what you want.”

“Wanna ride your cock, Daddy,” you run your hands over his chest, shifting your hips anxiously on top of his. “It’s so big, I can feel it. All I want is your cock. ‘S’all I can think about.”

He moves more quickly, his cock growing impossibly harder in his pants as he lifts his hips, and you with him, to work them off of his hips until they fall around his ankles and his cock springs free.

“So big,” you’re almost drooling as you wrap your hand around it, stroking slowly along his entire length. “Can I have it, Daddy, please?”

“You’re gonna kill me, kitten,” he chokes out a groan, guiding your hips up and off of his to yank down your shorts. “No panties, hmm?”

You maneuver yourself to allow him to pull them completely off of you before straddling his lap again, his swollen cock nestled against your slick folds as you lean in as whisper, “Those got soaked too. For a different reason,” you stroke his tip languidly, lifting your hips up to line him up with your entrance, swiping his leaking head against your clit as you moan. “Couldn’t help but to play with myself a little after I put Eri to bed. Couldn’t stop thinking about you, Daddy.”

You sink down on his length as he seizes your hips, his fingertips dipping into your plush skin as his head falls back against the back of the chair, the most relieved groan you’ve ever heard escaping his lips.

“Don’t worry though,” you sigh breathlessly, setting a slow pace as you begin to bounce on his cock, “I made sure not to make a mess of your sheets,” you smirk, clenching around him and he gasps before growling, a feral look in his eyes when they meet yours again.

“How long have you been touching yourself in my bed?” His winds a hand into your hair, tugging your head back to expose your neck as he sucks and bites ar your skin.

“Too long,” you admit, moan after moan pouring from your lips as he takes control, fucking up into you roughly, unable to contain himself any longer. “Couldn’t help m-myself, fuck, daddy,” you whine, clinging to the collar of his shirt.

“Gonna have to make a mess of those sheets anyway, kitten,” he growls, kicking his pants aside before he stands, lifting you with ease as he carries you off to the bedroom, his cock sliding deep inside your pussy.

“Fuck, you’re so big, ahh. So tight,” you wince, the new angle stretching you around him before he lays you down on the bed and climbs over you, immediately sinking his cock straight back in.

“You’re so beautiful, kitten,” he holds your jaw in his hand, “But I’m gonna make such a mess of you tonight. Been waiting too long to fuck you like this.”

He slams his hips into you suddenly and you cry out, eyes rolling back as he hits that special spot within your walls.

“You have any idea how hard it is for me not to bend you over and breed you senseless anytime I have you alone?”

You gasp, meeting his slow thrusts as he cups your face in his large palm, studying your features as he gets lost in the feeling of finally having you right where he wants you.

“Is that what you want, Daddy? I can give it to you,” your chest heaves as you carefully push your fingers into his hair, finding his gaze. “I want it. Wanna feel you cum inside me. Wanna take everything you have,” you sigh breathlessly as he kisses you, hard and deep.

You can taste how badly he needs you on his tongue as it lashes against yours. His mouth melds against yours as of it were made just for your lips. He greedily swallows every sinful moan that you offer, tugging on your bottom lip as he groans, his hips thrusting faster as he feels himself getting close.

He can tell that you’re almost there yourself with the way your walls are contracting around him, your eyes shut tight as yours moan pitch up and become more frequent.

“Gonna cum for daddy?” He kisses along your jaw, thrusting deeper to hit that special spot again and it catapults you both over the edge.

He leans back, keeping his thrusts steady as you both ride out your orgasms. You, convulsing beneath him as you briefly lose the ability to make a sound, wailing when the intense wave finally washes over you as he grunts with every rough thrust, each one growing sloppier than the last until he’s just hovering over you, panting as he watches his some of his seed slowly drip back out of your quivering cunt to spill over his balls.

“Holy shit,” he breathes, running his hands up your sides slowly, sending fresh shivers up your spine in your overstimulated state.

“Fuck,” you sigh, staring up at him dreamily as he lowers himself back down to kiss you slowly.

“Mm, is it too forward of me to ask you to stay the night?” He chuckles, a deep, soothing rumble echoing in the quiet bedroom.

“I don’t think so,” you giggle in reply. “You gotta take this off though, that’s the deal.” You pull at his shirt gently.

“Yes, ma’am,” he grins, reaching to the nape of his neck to tug his shirt over his head, tossing it aside before laying beside you, keeping his semi-hard cock nestled snugly within your center as he pulls your thigh over his hip. “You mind if we stay like this for a while?” He brushes a lock of your disheveled hair behind your ear. “You just feel so good.”

“Not at all,” you smile softly against his lips as they brush against yours, his nose nuzzling yours gently. “I feel like I could lay here with you forever,” you quietly admit, pressing a hand to his chest as you watch his lips curl into a soft smile.

He closes his hand around yours, “I do too.”

[twinkleimagines]

* your secret’s safe with me*

You’re a pogue with a secret relationship with a Kook. Not just any kook either, the Kook KING. When people start to notice and the truth comes out Rafe tries to deny it since he’s the one who really keeps the Pogue vs. Kook war going . Do you go along or do you decide you’re worth more than secrets ?

“ fuck!” You moaned out loudly as you thrust your hips one more time, riding your climax out over Rafes huge cock. You felt him buck his hips up while squeezing your bottom while groaning, finishing out his own orgasm.

“ that was amazing” you breathed out as you rolled over , flopping yourself back down next to Rafe.

“ fuck yeah it was” he said catching his breath before sitting up, pulling something out of his top drawer on his night stand. You rolled your eyes as you heard him sniff something up his nose .

“ you ever gonna leave that shit alone?” You replied with aggravation, rolling over to face his toned back. He stayed quiet as he continued wiping his nose to catch anything that may have fallen out.

“ I just hate seeing how it’s changing you” you said with a softer tone, placing your head on your hand that was propped up on his pillow.

“ yeah well I’m handling my own shit okay” he said glancing over at you from his shoulder before looking back down and the substance in his hand.

“ heard that before “ you mumbled before sitting up, searching the floor for your clothes that Rafe practically ripped off of you an hour ago.

“ where ya goin?” He spoke as he watched you get dressed.

“ it’s 6 in the morning , don’t you have that thing at the country club with topper and Kelce?” You replied as you pulled your t-shirt over your head, pulling your tangled hair back out of it. Rafe shrugged not getting the memo.

“ soooo if we’re going to keep this a secret-“ you relied, pointing your finger back and forth between the space between the two of you , “ - then they can’t see me leaving and they’re going to be here soon”. Rafe nodded his head before standing up, his sweaty body shimmering with the morning sunlight.

“ yeah true” he stated walking towards you holding your sandals. “ you’re still coming to the party tonight at the bone yard though right ?” He replied standing very close to you.

“ duh” you replied pecking a kiss on his lips. “ wouldn’t miss it “ . Rafe stood for a second as he watched you bend over in front of him, placing your sandals on your feet.

“ just meet me at the spot” he replied before placing a quick smack across your left cheek. You jumped up before scolding him. ‘ the spot’ was the place you both hid secretly for quickies. It was the only spot you could be together at the bone yard that the pogues and kooks wouldn’t see.

“ okay I’ll text you” you replied before kissing his lips again.

“ ok I’m getting a shower “ he replied while running his hands through his hair . “ I smell like good pussy” he laughed out while running his finger tips up your crotch outside of your shorts.

“ you’re fucking nasty “ you laughed pushing at his chest .

****

[text message]

Rafe- you here?

Y/n- yuhh wya?

Rafe- topper wbu?

Y/n- bonfire

Rafe looked up from his phone to see you already looking in his direction smirking. Rafe grinned before looking back down at his phone.

[text message ]

Rafe- you look hot af

You grinned as you looked down at your outfit. You had short blue Jean shorts and a blue bathing suit top on, your hair flowing over your shoulders. You knew you looked hot But it was solely for Rafe.

Y/n - you too ;) I really like your hair pulled down the front like that

Rafe- quicky?

You bit your bottom lip, feeling the same tingling feeling at the pit of your stomach as you looked over at a couple of your friends letting them know you’d be right back .

You quickly made your way over to the spot , Rafe following with his red cup of alcohol right behind you.

“ hey princess” Rafe said from behind you. You turned around, lips immediately landing on yours . You giggled into the kiss, the excitement of being in a public area fucking and getting caught ran through you.

“ you can’t go 30 minutes of seeing me without wanting to fuck me huh?” You said , grabbing ahold of his rock hard boner beneath his shorts. Rafe threw his head back in pleasure as you got down on your knees , placing him in your mouth.

“ fuck” he groaned out while placing his hand through your hair, applying pressure against the back of your head. You could feel yourself gagging slightly as the tip of his dick hit the back of your throat , moving at a fast pace .

A couple more minutes went by before Rafe pulled himself away from your face. “ turn around” he replied as he pulled you up by your arm, only to turn you around shortly after . You quickly pulled your bottoms down, showing your bare ass before leaning down, placing your hands against a large fallen tree.

Your mouth flew open as you felt Rafe insert himself into you at a fast pace, his hips immediately moving back out only to slam himself back in . You arched your back, your hair draped to one side over your shoulder, swinging back and forth at the motion Rafe had you moving in. You couldn’t hold the moans in as Rafe continued to hit your g-spot over and over as he usually did.

“ hush baby don’t wanna get caught do you?” He replied as he continued to pound into you, his fingers digging into your hips surely to leave bruises . You bit tightly onto your bottom lip, trying to hold in the moans from all the pleasure you were receiving.

Rafe groaned loudly as he watched you place one of your hands on your clot, rubbing circles , bringing yourself to your climax . Rafe felt your legs begin to shake, causing him to hold you hip against him.

“ you cumming baby?” He breathed out as he watched your body start to tremble in front of him.

“ yes Rafe” you moaned out loudly, causing him to reach his climax as well. Rafe quickly pulled out, pumping himself a few times as his load shot out . You giggled as you watched him finish himself off before tucking himself back in his shorts, you following shortly after to pull your bottoms back up.

“ let me know when you go to leave I’ll take you home okay ?” He replied kissing the top of your forehead. You sighed heavily, sadness filling you. You absolutely adored Rafe. And having to keep him a secret from your friends and family honestly sucked so much. You wished you could be open about your relationship together but with you being a pogue from the poor side and him being a rich kook, it just wasn’t the right time to come out yet.

“ of course , wanna stay the night? My mom won’t be home this weekend “ you asked. He nodded placing his large hands on your cheeks .

“ what we doin? Movie night?” He asked, rubbing circles on your cheek with his thumb.

“ and other things” you teased with a big flirtatious grin.

“ you’re so cute” he laughed out before giving you a quick peck on your nose , before turning away - making his way back to his friends.

You made sure to wait a few seconds before following behind so no one would notice .

You walked over to one of the kegs, getting you a cup of whatever alcohol beverage they had mixed in it when you heard toppers loud drunken voice from behind.

“ where’d ya go buddy?” Topper said patting Rafe on the back. You didn’t hear Rafe respond but topper didn’t hesitate to run his mouth again.

“ you were fuckin someone weren’t you?” He joked, causing the group of people he was with to start laughing and cheering Rafe on. You began to smirk until you heard the words Kelce spoke.

“ I bet it was that pogue Y/n” he said. You froze for a second , the keg you were at was kind of hidden behind a tree so you backed yourself further behind, looking over towards rafes group , ease dropping in.

“ the fuck? No” Rafe replied almost to quick . You frowned slightly, wishing he would’ve had some other type of response other than the one he just gave them.

“ I call bull man “ Kelce replied . “ topper bro I saw her car parked in his driveway like 3 different times “ they all laughed at kelces words , while Rafe shook his head in denial.

“ who wants to fuck a dirty pogue “ he replied. It felt like a blade shot through your heart at his words. Is that really how Rafe felt about you? Was he really that ashamed of a ‘ dirty pogue’ like you?

“ hey man she’s pretty hot for a pogue” topper replied patting Rafe on the shoulder . You couldn’t handle listening to anymore once anger started to rise in you .

“ dirty pogue? I’ll show you a dirty pogue” you mumbled to yourself as you chugged down two full cups of the alcohol, pouring you a third before making your way to a group of tourons.

***

You had been standing there for a good 20 minutes, flirting away with a. Group of guys that were out of town , all young horny college boys looking for some fun one night stands.

You usually weren’t like this but your only intentions right now were to hurt the boy who unknowingly hurt you.

[ text message]

Rafe- tf you doin with them boys?

Rafe- hello?

Rafe- I’m ready to go c’mon

Rafe- are you ignoring me..?

You looked down at your phone after the 5th ding, only to leave him on read purposely.

“ hey I’m gonna grab another drink” you said running your hand down the side of his biceps, solely because you just knew Rafe was watching you from a distance based off of his messages.

You finished off the cup you had as you walked over towards the keg, almost tripping over yourself .

“ yo” you heard behind you as you struggled to fill your cup up. You sat up taking another sip of your drink to see Rafe towering over you, his eyes squinted at you with anger .

“ what” you spat out.

“ why are you ignoring me “ he asked , this time his voice a bit softer as if his feelings were hurt . You shrugged, taking another sip of your drink, not feeling sympathetic to him . “ I think you’ve had enough of this “ he said attempting to take the drink away from your hand but you quickly pulled away from him. “ y/n I’m serious those boys your with could try something with-“

“ what? Try to fuck me ?” You responded with a smirk. Before Rafe could even respond you turned your back to him, filling back up the bit of alcohol you just drank. “ hey at least they would WANT to fuck a dirty pogue like me “ you responded before walking off, chugging your now 5th drink once again.

Rafe wanted to chase after you to apologize , but he knew if he did everyone would see you two together and he wasn’t sure if he was ready for that yet.

You stood over with the boys, one in particular getting very handsy. At first your plan was to make Rafe jealous, but at this point you knew in the end ask you wanted was Rafe and you had taken this’ flirting’ thing too far.

“ you should really let us see your tits” one of the guys said, tugging at the string of your bathing suit. You quickly swatted his hand away, getting nervous as you watched the group of guys circling around you.

“ no way” you laughed out, “ I can’t just show my breasts out here” .

“ oh c’mon” another said grabbing at your ass, which you immediately pushed his hand away. “ everyone’s too drunk to even notice” . You attention to back away from the grabby guy but the circle just kept enclosing around you.

“ okay guys” you laughed off nervously , but by now the guy had his hands around your waste , pulling you against your boner .

“ why don’t you come back to our hotel we can show you a really good time” the guy said , while his friend reached out, grabbing one of your breast.

“ no- please stop” you responded trying push yourself off of the guy behind you. All of a sudden you felt the guy behind you sling backwards, almost dragging you with him. You quickly caught yourself from falling before you turned around, only to see Rafe himself picking the guy back up by his throat .

“didn’t you hear her say no?!” Rafe yelled, the guy stumbling backwards as Rafe pushed him towards the water .

“ Rafe stop!” You yelled grabbing at his flexed biceps but to no avail.

“ the who’re was practically throwing herself on us man !” The guy tried arguing which really set Rafe off. Before you could even defend yourself, Rafe was throwing punch after punch, not even giving the guy a fighting chance. By then a whole circle of people were surrounding the fight , topper and kelce trying to pull Rafe off.

“ he’s down man he’s down!” Topper yelled at Rafe as he watched the nearly unconscious guy spitting blood out his mouth. Rafe squatted down, picking the guys face back up by his jaw.

“ touch my girl again, and I’ll fucking kill you “ he spat out before pushing his head back down against the shore. Rafe quickly stood up, his jaw clenched walking straight towards you. He had pure rage written all over his face when he grabbed you by the forearm , making you follow him. You didn’t bother to hesitate, quickly following along with him. You were practically jogging trying to keep up with his lengthy legs as he walked quickly across the sand to his truck.

“ get the fuck in the truck” he gritted through his teeth, holding the passenger door open for you. You quickly climbed your way in his truck, him slamming the door before walking around to the driver side , getting in the truck with same aggressiveness. The ride back to your place was silent, the only sounds was the trucks engine revving up every-time Rafe pushed on the gas. You watched as his knuckles were pale white from squeezing so tight on the steering wheel and his jaw clenching over and over again. It was turning you on to the max but you decided to stay quiet, since he was way too upset at the moment .

You had finally made it to your house, your front porch light lighting the inside of the car up some.

“ thanks for the ride” you said softly before reaching for the door handle .

“ wait “ Rafe said , not taking his eyes off the street in front of you. He sighed heavily calming himself down before looking over at you. “ I didn’t mean what I said earlier” he spoke. You looked down. You knew he didn’t look at you like that, but to convince the kooks, that’s exactly what he had to say .

“ I know” you said softly looking over at him. The car stayed quiet , neither one of you knowing what to say but neither wanting to be away from each other. “ I wasn’t going to do anything with those guys” you said finally breaking the silence. Rafe stayed quiet, anger filling him just by picturing you getting fucked by one of those guys.

“ I was just trying to make you jealous” you said turning slightly in your seat facing towards Rafe. Rafe looked up at you, his eyes staring deeply into yours.

“ it very much worked” he replied. You chuckled slightly nodding your head.

“ I know and it was so hot “ Rafe laughed at your comment, shaking his head.

“ well everyone knows now too so” he said shrugging his shoulders.

“ I’m sorry” you replied softly while lowering your head.

“ princess it’s okay” he replied grabbing ahold of your face. “ everyone was bound to find out eventually “ he replied with a sincere smile.

“ I know but I forced it early and you weren’t ready” you replied , laying your head down in his head .

“ no “ he replied shaking his head. “ I don’t care who was around there’s no way I was about to let those guys keep touching you the way they were. “ you sighed heavily, leaning back in the seat .

“ well you wanna come inside?” You asked, feeling yourself getting drowsy.

“ of course princess “ he said taking the key out of the ignition .

He followed you to your front door, his eyes not leaving your bottom.

“ your ass really does look good “ he said before grabbing a handful.

“ behave yourself “ you joked before leading him inside your house.

It was about to be a loonnnng night .

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Feedback is always appreciated ❤️

[momoshin]

even though you and ryujin went to the same highschool, you only ever noticed each other at one of your mom's galas. your dad was a famous politic, and your mom? well, she'd been doing business with ryujin's father since you can remember. so, you already had an advantage when you met, and it was the ability to avoid the whole "my dad/mom is a crime lord" conversation

needless to say, you were also going through training of your own, and meeting someone your age who knew exactly how that felt, was refreshing. plus she was pretty, and hot, you couldn't decide whether you liked her in pretty dresses or suits and leather jackets more.

she was pretty quick to start flirting, and the next time you run into each other (this time for an operation your parents wanted you to attend), you hookup in the back of her car. and then at school, at lia's party, and then again in her house when her parents were out traveling. no one is surprised, and by no one i mean jisu who saw bite marks above your right breast when you change in front of her like usually. the next day, she notices ryujin's own marks under her ear with a shaking head.

you do the whole "friends with benefits" thing for a few months, you go on a few dates with a couple different girls, but you were both falling for the other fast and hard. so she asks to be 'exclusive' friends with benefits first. that doesn’t help much at all though. because she still finds herself wanting to make you laugh more often. sometimes cuddling you after sex, and she even sneaks hello and goodbye pecks whenever she can, but she can't keep it quiet for much longer, the pitter pat of her heart was getting louder every day she spent with you and she was worried you might hear it.

"we need to stop fucking" so she decides spitting this out at lunch, out of nowhere and not even giving herself time to sit properly was the right decision. you have no idea why.

"... okay?" you're not even done chewing your fry, and she finds the way you stare back at her to be rather weird.

"is that it?"

"i'm not gonna force you to have sex with me ryujin" you're not gonna lie, it hurt your ego and feelings when she brings it up, you probably wouldn't see much of her anymore, and you wanted to. but you can't say that, won't say either.

"you're not gonna ask me why?" her pout is cute

"i didn't know you wanted me to" you shrug, looking at her food that she hasn't touched since she sat in front of you. "but i'm all ears"

"i wanna take you out" she blurts. huh, that was much easier than she expected. she thinks? your reaction confuses her, she wishes she knew what was going through your head in this moment

"oh” fuck, she knew she shouldn't have said anything, now she won't even get to see you to fuck, or see you at all. and now her armpits are sweating profusely, shit, her whole body is heating up in embarassment, and she's just about to leave, to cry it all off in the bathroom, when you finally reply with "im busy mondays with my mom, meetings and stuff" you shrug "but you can pick me up any other day"

she places the tray back on the table, and sighs "thursday?"

"sounds good" you nod "make it worth it" you say, picking up your trash and walking over to jisu who was waiting for you at the door of the cafeteria.

you already thought a date with her was more than worth it, but you enjoyed the way her cheeks flare up and she nods quickly and nervously in response. so the date jisu and you had planned to just hang out at the mall and buy yourself pretty clothes, turned into the two of you looking for an outfit that was nice yet versatile enough that no matter what ryujin had planned you wouldn't look out of place

you had only been on a couple dates when that one talent show happened, and it could explain the nerves that ryujin told yuna about when they were folding pamphlets, but ryujin still felt the butterflies in her stomach and the drying of her throat even after marrying you.

she knew quickly she wanted to spend the rest of her life with you, and it scared her to think you could've thought differently about her. while your relationship was never perfect, and there were times when the two of you found yourselves questioning whether being together was even the right thing to do, she couldn't see the rest of her life without you. and honestly, neither could you.

and you weren't surprised when she proposed, partly because of that one conversation you had about wanting to be with each other forever, but also because yuna and lia were too obvious, and so was she. you say yes, to no one's surprise of course, and the next thing you know, your relationship has unlocked another sort of level the two of you are eager to begin

years later though, when ryujin and you take over your family businesses, move in together and all, when it feels like the two of you have been through everything together, she often finds herself mentally patting her own back in praise for having the guts to ask you out.

[blackwidow-bby]

Positions - Marvel Ladies x Fem!Sub!Reader

Summary: You're a sex worker and you've been hired by a new client for a "group activity".

genre: smut(18+)

pairings: Maria Hill x fem!reader, Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader, Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader, Carol Danvers x fem!reader, Yelena Belova x fem!reader

warnings: D/S dynamics, face slapping, spanking, strap on use, degradation, orgy, big ole lesbian train, oral, throat f*cking, name calling, degradation, thigh riding, fingering

AN: I am...well not a pro at writing dirty things especially not with multiple people but I hope you all enjoy regardless!

I don't own any marvel characters!!

Your assistant had just called you into her room. Your week had been slow but fruitful. Normally, it would be a regular client for the month, nothing to sweat over. Your thoughts started to run over who it could be. Maybe Mr. Dean, he usually calls on a Friday but you could've sworn you saw him two weeks ago. That didn't leave a lot of your regulars left to be requesting you as you knew their schedules like the back of your hand.

As if she could read your mind upon entering her space, she spoke, "Y/N, you have a call for a new client. Something about a friend requesting your services? The only thing is..." She hesitated almost thinking if she should tell you the rest of the details before she proceeded. "Well, it's for a group. You don't have to take up the offer if you're uncomfortable with that. I can call her back and let her know you declined."

To tell the truth, the thought of it being a group of strangers did make you uncomfortable, but your assistant wouldn't put you into a situation without going through the proper protocols first. She knew a head count of how many, roughly where they all worked, and several phone numbers. It always helped to be extra safe in these situations where you could be overpowered.

"Who inquired?" you asked interestedly. "She goes by N.R., gave me a headcount of all of her friends that would be attending. There's not going to be any men there, but I guess 'more power in numbers' is still 'more power in numbers'." In all honesty, women gave you way less shit about certain things than men did. Hopefully they'd be way more understanding if you didn't want to do specific activities.

"Call her back and tell her I'll take the offer. Do you know how much she's paying?" Your assistant slid a little sticky note over to you as she dialed the number of one 'N.R.'. You swear you almost choked when you saw how much she offered for you. That was a lot of zeros compared to usual. You walked away to get a water from the mini-fridge while you vaguely listened in to your assistant's phone conversation.

Good.

Perfect.

Okay, I'll tell her to meet you there at 6:30.

Extra clothes, yes ma'am. Have a nice day.

"Hey Y/N, I've written down the address, floor, and room number. It's uh...a really high end hotel in New York City. She also said to bring an extra change of--" you interrupted her, "Extra clothes? I overheard." you started wondering what for? Dinner? Go out? "Uhm, yes, she said extra comfy clothes." Comfy? Was she expecting you to spend the night? You looked down at your watch to see how much time you had to get ready. 2 hours. It wasn't enough but you could make it work. "Alright then, I should go freshen up."

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An hour and a half later had found you briskly walking toward the extremely tall and very expensive looking hotel in the Upper East Side. You lived in Queens and while the distance wasn't very far, paired with the traffic, the feeling of unsettlement about being late to such a client was enough to make you almost hurl.

You made your way inside the lobby, barely looking at your surroundings. You wanted to get up to the room as quickly as possible without being noticed. "Excuse me," Could you ever be so lucky? "Are you here for Ms. Romanoff?" Who? That must be your clients last name. "She said she was expecting a guest soon." The lady was being extra kind to you, she had an inviting smile. You almost wanted to never lie to her. "Yes, I'm here to see Ms. Romanoff." you replied quietly. It felt like your voice would echo too hard around the warmly lit lobby. You thought it would break you to hear your own voice shrill around such a pristine room.

"Very well, I'll show you to her room." Your nerves began to spike more the higher up you went. It was as if every floor number on the elevator was the level of anxiety you started to feel. Your palms were sweating and you could've sworn your back was too. The lady just kept her eyes forward with a meek little smile. It took every fiber of your body to not explode your feelings all over that elevator.

Ding

The elevator stopped, of course she was in a penthouse suite. You rolled your eyes as how predictable this situation was playing out. The kind lady, who's name you definitely forgot to get, remained in the elevator as you walked out. "There's a number for room service if you ladies need anything." She sung out. "Thank you."

The walk to her door seemed to never end. Your feet were dragging like gravity was doing everything in its power to keep them on the ground. The air was getting hotter as time slowed in the short distance it took to reach her door. You rang the little buzzer and a melodic voice called beyond the frame.

"Coming!"

You could hear the light patter of a single set of feet. The knob then turned and revealed a stunning short redhead with bright eyes. You were certainly gawking at the sight of her but there was nothing you could do to pull your own attention away. She had a smirk on her face when she saw you staring but not saying anything. "You must be Y/N, it's very nice to meet you. Come in and lets get you introduced to everyone."

She reached out her hand to you and you took it gently. her palms were much colder than yours and her fingers were long and slender. her hair was shoulder length and fire-y. The room was massive, and clean. She had all of the blinds closed to keep any natural light and eyes from entering the den. Scanning the room some more you noticed a couple items around the room. Non-traditional furniture. It was going to be one of those events. There were also four other heads aside from the host's. She turned around once reaching the main room and faced you. "My name is Natasha, over there is Wanda," another read-head standing behind everyone else with a glass of wine in her hands, she lightly nodded, "...that is Carol in the middle," a blonde woman with a bright and bubbly smile. She seemed taller than the rest but she was also sitting down on a piece of equipment that will no doubt be used in a different way by you. Natasha gestured to a brunette, "...this is Maria," another tall and slender woman, didn't offer a smile but a simple wave to your direction. You were scared of her the most. "...and this is Yelena." A second blonde who's face was much more stoic than Maria's. You take it back, she scared you the most.

Natasha's hand unhooked from yours and made its way up your back to settle on the back of your neck. The pads of her fingers added slight pressure to the muscles there as if she could feel all of your tension in waves. You felt her lean in closer, her hot breath fanning your ear. "There's a bathroom in the hall to the right. I got a cute little outfit waiting for you." You could feel her soft lips smiling against the curve of your ear. the feeling made you shiver. You managed to follow her eyes and swiftly walk to the bathroom, closing the door behind you.

You looked around and found the outfit in question. It was sleek all black leather body suit with a halter neck. You lifted it up in your hands and rubbed the material under your fingers. Next to it sat a bottle of lubricant no doubt to get the body suit on. You got to work shedding the current clothes you had on and began to slide on the little leather number. It wasn't too tight but certainly snug against your frame. The only thing out of the ordinary besides the material was, you noticed, a tiny little zipper in between your legs. If unzipped would reveal your very private essence. The thought made you blush a little to yourself. After cleaning up, you made your way back to the room where the women had sat prior.

Since you calmed down a little, you took the opportunity to fully take in your surroundings. The hall was adorned in art more than likely as expensive as this room. Everything seemed darker than when you arrived. To your surprise when you entered the living room area, the room lighting was red as opposed to the normal LED lighting.

Natasha held her hand out to you again for you to take. You obliged her and she pulled you close into her side. Natasha's deft fingers traveled up and down your ribs before finding purchase on your backside. "You look like the most delicious treat. None of us can wait to eat you. Would you like a drink before we start?"

The other women started moving closer almost circling you like sharks. "Yes please." Natasha poured you a glass as she went on, "We should go over some rules before we start. If at any point you feel overwhelmed, anxious, or hurt, the safe word is 'Heart'. We all stop what we're doing and will help you. If at any point you are gagged, two taps to the closest person will get all of us to cease as well. Because of those rules you will not be bound and gagged simultaneously...at least not this session." She ends her rules with a wink toward you. All of these women truly were stunning and it piqued your interest to know what they could possibly be capable of.

Wanda came closest to you first, she pulled the wine glass away from your lips and replaced it with her own lips. Holding your hand with the glass close to her chest and cupping your cheek with the other. Her lips were sinfully soft as was her kiss. She felt delicate and gentle against you, she almost seemed to not match any of this situation. Natasha took your wine glass away while you continued to make out with Wanda, who let her hands roam lower down your body. Your own hands moved behind her neck. Another set of arms wrapped around you from behind. "You're such a pretty kitten." They nibbled on your ear making you separate from Wanda to see who it was. Carol smiled down at you and found the very lips that left Wanda. You moaned into her mouth at feeling how she controlled and dominated the kiss, very different from Wanda's passion. Wanda moved down to kissing your neck and shoulder.

You could hear other giggles in the back. Natasha kept her eyes trained on you as Yelena and Maria began to touch each other in the mean time waiting for you. After a few minutes of watching her friends have all of the fun, Natasha made her way over to you, Carol, and Wanda. She pulled the other red-head back by her locks and pressed her lips to hers in a searing kiss. You heard Wanda moan out into the other woman's mouth next to you causing you to release your own into Carol. This made the blonde swiftly lift you up and wrap your legs around her waist. She brought you over to a nearby bench and kissed you harder. All of the sounds you were making began to rile her up.

"I'm not sure which one of us is more excited to have you here, pretty girl. All I know is I can't wait to ruin that pretty pussy of yours." You moaned at her words and yanked her back down into another kiss. Her words went straight to your core igniting a fire that had been waiting to burn. You made a mental note to find whoever recommended you to these ladies and thank them heavenly. Carol sunk her hips between your legs and began grinding against you seeking the friction she wanted so badly.

Even though the leather was a new material to you, you could still feel the faux member that rested in her pants; Carol was packing. This caused you to move your hands down to her pants to tear the buttons away. The tall blonde grabbed your hands and smirked, "Allow me." She stood to her full height and slowly removed the black jeans she was wearing and revealed her long, girthy strap she had been hiding. Your eyes widened which made Carol giggle. She sunk to her knees where she seductively pulled the zipper on your suit down. She held your eye contact until you saw them shift to behind you. Natasha and Wanda had pulled away long enough to see what Carol was doing and decided to join again. The two red-heads began to undress themselves where Natasha also sported a rather large strap but not Wanda.

In your distraction upon noticing the other women join in, Carol took to opportunity to shove he face into your pussy. You moaned out loud at the contact. Her tongue quickly lapping at your clit and sinking lower to curl inside you. Her ministrations were making you squirm on the bench. She reached up to hold your hips down. "Stay still kitten. Gotta get you ready for our cocks." Eating you out was an art to her. Every move she made, made you more and more wet. Natasha slid her fingers into your open mouth. You sucked on them harshly slipping your own tongue in-between her fingers and coating them in your saliva. Nat removed her fingers and started to rub them between Wanda's folds.

"Eat her out for me, malysh." Natasha requested. You looked up at Wanda as she slowly lowered herself over your wanting mouth. Your head went fuzzy upon seeing all of the quiet red-head's intimacy. Your tongue immediately poked out to welcome her to you. She let out a soft moan and slowly began to grind herself against your mouth. Carol was growing impatient watching you eat out the other woman and feeling you grow more aroused in her mouth. The blonde stood to position the tip at your entrance rubbing the head up and down your slit before she slammed her length in all at once. You yelped against Wanda's soaked cunt sending vibrations straight to her clit.

The whole scene was turning Natasha on more and more so she began stroking her own member, hoping to find some friction. The other two women walked over to join the rest of the group partially feeling left out. Carol continued to slam into you at a rather fast and rough pace. The tip of her strap hitting that blissful spot inside of you with every thrust. All of your moans and whines brought Wanda closer to her orgasm. She came hard in your mouth before she got up and was replaced by Natasha's own cock.

"Suck kotenok. Mommy's getting restless." Carol did not stop chasing not only her own high but yours. You could hear her grunting from below you. All of this attention was turning you on more than you think you've ever been in your life. Even though one hand wrapped around Natasha's strap and the other gripped Carol's wrist on your hips, you were finding it hard to keep blowing Nat. Carol moved her other hand down to your clit. "You better cum for me you little slut."

And you did; hard.

Carol continued her pace and upon watching you come undone, did so herself. Three quick thrusts and she was spent. She released the most guttural moan before her body was replaced by another blonde. Yelena had this look in her eyes like she wanted to make you pay for every wrong you never committed. She removed her clothing and sat right on your bent leg. At this point Natasha was fucking your mouth deeper and deeper. Needing to ground yourself you wrapped your hands around her thighs. Yelena began to rub herself against your thigh. You could feel how wet and warm she was, her hand sliding up and down your slit collecting your cum to rub your clit in tight circles. Your whines didn't stop especially when you were already beginning to feel another orgasm approaching. Yelena slipped her fingers inside you, finding your g-spot with accuracy. With every thrust of her fingers she hit that same spot over and over. tears started to run down your face with the feeling of Natasha in your mouth and Yelena in your core. Natasha gave one last thrust before she pulled out.

Maria shoved three of her fingers to the back of your throat. She giggled when you gagged around them. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head at being finger fucked by the two women. "You're not allowed to cum before I do, else Natty here give you a nice punishment while I ride your face." Yelena only made the threat to turn you on more, but part of you was hoping it was true. It was hard, Yelena knew exactly what she was doing with her fingers but you could feel her slick slide down the sides of your thigh. God you hope she was close because you certainly were. Maria replaced her fingers with her lips and she kissed you hard sliding her tongue along yours. The brunette smiled against your lips when she felt your whimpers in her mouth. Yelena just kept slamming her fingers harder inside of you and rubbing herself quicker. Her breaths got faster and more shallow and as she came, a couple seconds later so did you. Your body shook with the most intense tremors, but Yelena couldn't fault you. She did cum before you, and something about it being in close tandem with hers turned her on a lot more than she would admit. You let out a soft whine when the coolness of the air hit your soaked thigh.

Maria left your mouth and moved between your legs. She put one leg over your left and the other under your right and brought your centers together. "You're a pretty little slut. I want to ruin you so bad." Maria started out ruthless. Her grinding was fast and hard as if she had been waiting to cum for weeks. You felt her in her entirety sliding against your own. The feeling started to overwhelm you. Carol took your face in her hand and rubbed her thumb along your bottom lip. "Open up you little slut."

You obeyed her and opened your mouth sticking your tongue out. At this point you were a blubbering mess and all the ladies were loving it. Carol spit into your mouth before shoving her cock in. "I saw you taking Nat like a pro, so I know you can take me." At least her pace wasn't rough but it certainly was quick. Your gags around Carol was making Maria closer to her release. She leaned forward to angle herself differently against you and put her hand around her throat. She could practically feel Carol's cock fucking your face. Sweat was running down your forehead and your hair clung to every part of your body it could touch. You were close to being spent and you never looked more beautiful this way. Maria's hand tightened, her grunts were heavy. "Such a good little fuck toy. I'm so close baby." You didn't think it was possible for Maria to go any harder but she did. She came with a loud cry and slowed her hips down to ride out her orgasm. You felt her wetness mix with yours. Maria's hand stayed for a couple more minutes, entranced by feeling Carol deep in your throat. The tall blonde slapped your face a couple times before she pulled out. You were too busy catching your breath, you didn't see Natasha move by your feet. She lifted you up and turned you over on your stomach with your legs and arms hanging off the bench. Just when you were hoping it was over, you forgot that Natasha never officially had her turn with you. She rested her strap on your lower back as she ran her cool hands in an attempt to soothe your burning skin. Almost mocking you for being the one to give you the final blow. Wanda walked up to you again. She ran her soft fingers in your hair and moved the stuck strands out of your face. Your breathing was heavy and your body was trembling. Wanda's fingers moved down to cup your jaw and she lifted your head. Tapping the side with her pointer finger, you got the silent request to open your mouth for her. In unison, as Wanda brought her cunt to your mouth, Natasha slid her strap inside you completely bottoming out. Nothing but incoherent noises left your mouth at being filled so sinfully. Wanda gripped your jaw harder as she rubbed her intimacy against your mouth for a second time. You lazily kept your tongue out to try your best to accommodate Wanda's wanting. Natasha on the other hand, had been waiting very patiently for her time and now that she got it she was going to make the best of it. She grabbed your hands in her own and pulled them behind your back to make it easier for her to pound deep into your cunt. When you felt her hit somehow deeper your eyes rolled back. Wanda picked up her pace just as Natasha did, both red-heads moving in perfect synch at opposite ends of your being. A jolt of paint hit your right asscheek igniting a new spark and effectively waking you up even if only for a minute. With every thrust administered, Natasha rained a hand alternating each side of your ass. All of this was sending more and more feelings to your core. You will not be lasting long if these two kept going the way they were. You could feel Wanda fumbling, she was about to come for the second time tonight. Natasha continued to get more rough inside of you until you felt the knot inside of you burst. You came hard around Natasha groaning against Wanda's own cunt. The sight caused Wanda herself to not be able to keep her composure and she came with a scream against your tongue. You felt her pussy pulsing with her orgasm on your mouth. As soon as Wanda backed away from your face, Nat yanked your arms back harder to push herself deeper than you thought was possible. You were screaming, a sweaty broken mess, absolutely spent in this five star hotel. Every thrust pushed harder against that spongey spot inside you. You could feel another earth shattering orgasm approach hoping it would be the last. Natasha's thrusting didn't let up, she was desperate to cum. She was moaning over you with every hit. You yelled her name as you came harder than you had before that whole session. Watching you absolutely spent around her

member, Natasha came just as hard with her final thrust. She stayed inside you to ride out the rest of her high before she carefully pulled out. Looking down she could see wetness all over the bench and her legs. Nat smiled to herself at being the one to make you squirt everywhere like a silent victory. Allowing you to lay and collect your bearings, the red-head began to clean up the room.

There wasn't much you could make out in your state, but you could partially hear Natasha thanking all of the women for coming over before hearing the door open and close through the ringing in your ears. Your were shaking, your whole body felt blissfully weak. The red-head padded over softly to your spent and soaked body and picked you up carefully to place you in her arms bridal style. Your mind was in a war with yourself between wanting just a little bit more or to just go to sleep. You couldn't even open your eyes at this point.

Natasha had brought you to the bathroom to help you clean up and as she moved about, she kept you in her arms. She made sure to hold you as she turned on the faucet and sit on the edge of the tub. As the water filled the tub, Nat moved between rubbing your back and gently caressing your cheek. Once the tub was filled up enough for the both of you, she picked you up again and cautiously lowered the both of you into the hot relaxing water. You couldn't do anything but mumble and cursed yourself for the state you were in even though it wasn't your fault. You desperately wanted to think your gracious host for a life changing night but nothing could come out. Natasha shushed you sweetly. Her time wasn't done until you were well taken care of in her company.

You don't know how long you were in the bathroom, hell you don't even know when you fell asleep as Natasha washed the night away from both of your bodies. Clearly still in no position to be able to make it back to your home, the red-head dried both of you off and brought you to the large bedroom. You had come back into partial consciousness long enough to feel the soft sheets and the plush comforter of this heavenly bed you were being gifted to rest on.

Natasha lowered you down and climbed on the other side before pulling you into her. She lifted your head to lay on her chest so she could easily hold you and play with your hair. She stayed awake until she heard your breathing even out again, signaling that you had fallen asleep again since the bath. She placed a soft kiss to your hairline before succumbing to sleep herself with a blissed smile on her face.

She'd definitely be requesting you again.

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AN: Not sure how I feel about this but yeah this is my wack attempt at something extra dirty.

[levisgirll]

Hi! I love your work so much! Could you do a oneshot/hc about y/o and Levi having a crush on each other. Hange knows that and asks y/o why won't she confess to him. Y/O is insecure coz she's younger than him by 5 + years and she thinks that Levi wouldn't want her coz she thinks that he thinks she's childish (lol how many thinks). Thanks!

𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

→ Text: Hi there sweet anon! Thank you for letting me know that you love my work 🥺 that makes me happy! And this is such a cute idea♡ ♡ I hope you enjoy this and let me know what you think about it if you can! Hope you see this and sorry it took awhile :,( Also, while writing this I was inspired by this song called kiss u better by Katzù Oso and Lady (Hear Me Tonight) by Modjo 🥰 they both were stuck in my head when I got your request!

Synopsis: Y/N and Levi have known each other for quite awhile now. Levi clearly likes Y/N, but she feels hesitant to take things further with Levi since they are both at university(when he is ready for that!) but won’t cause she is quite nervous and insecure. Levi and even Hanji notices that, and with that Levi takes his chance and tries to win his lover’s heart after a party at Zeke’s place. To make her finally have trust in him to give him a chance, and to prove to her that he would be a great man to y/n! Finally to open her heart again back to love <3 so find out what happens! (I promise you, you won’t regret this c: many soft and fluff levi!)

cute fluff, university modern au, headcanon imagine ♡ —

It was obvious, to everyone in their university course, also around campus, that Levi and Y/N totally had a crush on each other.

But Y/N is hesitant, even though though she might have a feeling that Levi might like her too, with the many moments they shared together, the times they went out together after lectures to go to the café, walking her home, watching sunsets together (but, Levi is watching you instead) and talk out their struggles and feelings, always texting and calling her to just at least hear from her everyday, buying her snacks and food to make sure she ate, all the time going out with her to any events, would bend down and tie her shoes for her if he saw undone, and also going to the shopping mall with her to just be by her side when she shopped all around. 

During long trips too or taking the bus to the university, Y/N and Levi would swap seats, she wanted the window and Levi wanted to look at you instead.

Would definitely come over to your place during the days you didn’t eat or make any food, expect him to cook for you and especially clean your place! And you both would spend the evening at the balcony, watching the nightsky and if it was a bit chilly or there was a cold breeze, he would give you his jacket. “Tch, Don't want you catching a cold.”

Levi would also give her and buy her some flowers on special days such as her birthday, celebrations, and would just give you some if you ever felt sad! He wanted to see you happy all the time <3 

Everyone at first thought Y/N and Levi were a couple and Levi was just being shy about it to not mention or talk about it. But in fact, it was Y/N who didn’t try and push the relationship to the next step. As she was feeling quite reluctant about it, feeling insecure that she was younger than him by 5 years and thought Levi was just doing all of these things to her as a ‘nice act’ and being polite and respectful. But, Y/N has no idea that one of Levi’s top love language was actually ‘acts of service’!

Levi is not the kind of man who would just do all of these things just randomly to someone unless he knows them pretty well and if he over does them, then he actually loves them! He would only do these things for Y/N knowing that she would like it, and he would honestly give up his time for you, and you only.

It was a long tiring day at university, but finally it was the last lecture for the day and the end of the first Semester! Y/N got up and took her stuff, ready to leave the lecture hall when Hanji jumped from behind her, giving her a hug around her shoulder. “Y/N! We finally finished!” Hanji said in their usual happy and cheerful tone. You smiled at Hanji and patted their head, “Yup, and the semester break started.” You said as you both left, heading to the university café. 

Hanji smirked and elbowed Y/N to the side, “Soooo, I have been realizing for quite a while that you and Levi are getting at it, Huh.” Hanji said with a wink and started drinking their iced coffee drink, looking at Y/N who their cheeks started to heat up.

“W-What? It’s not what you are thinking though...” You mumbled and started to take your own drink, sipping it and looking away. “No way. You both are STILL not dating?! Why don’t you just confess to him? I can’t handle it anymore, you both are clearly in love with each other!” Hanji now started to squeal and was amazed how you and Levi were still not taking your relationship to the next step after being with him for such a long time. “Quiet down! I don’t want anyone to hear. But...I’m not sure, he might just think I am childish a-and might not want me..” You mumbled the last part and then gave out a sad sigh while looking down to your shoes, you were quite down about it whenever you thought about how you badly wanted to confess your feelings to him, but with how older he was to you, you probably just thought he was better off with someone else. You really did love him, but....does he? With the way he constantly checks up on you and asks about you, Y/N just wondered that he might just only do that cause he only worries for her only.

“Y/N! Wake up girl. Have ever you seen him treat you like this to anyone else? No!” Hanji wanted so badly to let you know that Levi did actually have a crush on you, but they promised Levi (well was threated by Levi) that they wouldn’t tell her.

You were about to question and ask about what Hanji meant when suddenly, Connie, Sasha and Mikasa came by. “Yo! Did you guys hear?” Connie said with a grin and brought a chair to join them, while Sasha and Mikasa tagged along giving you a little wave. “There is gonna be a party at Zeke’s place tonight! He invited us! I heard it’s gonna be crazy though.” 

“As long there is free food, I am in!” Sasha said with a nod, already planning what she will eat first when she first goes there. Mikasa looked at you and then asked, “Y/N, if you are going. I’ll tag along.” She said while looking at you, waiting for a response. Zeke was a popular guy at your university and course, he knew everyone and everyone seemed to like him. You were once placed in the same group project with him and he helped you out a lot, and even during exams he seemed to be friendly enough to share you his notes to you! Y/N never got the chance to have a proper chat with him though. 

But instead Hanji replied yelling out, “Oh hell Yea I am in! I never had the chance to hang out with Zeke, but I so wanna go to this party! Y/N Let’s go Please!” Hanji begged, giving you their usual puppy eyes and you sighed while getting up from your seat. “I’ll see and let you guys know.” You sighed and when you looked at your friends, all of them looked behind you and had a surprised look on their face. You went blank, and turned around slowly. Shit.

It was, Zeke. “Hey There.” Zeke said with a smirk and approached you closer, “Y/N, Yea?” 

You stood there, all shocked and surprised, how the ‘cool popular guy’ from your university is actually talking to you right now. You felt all eyes on you and your friends were all there, their eyes widen and were seeing what the hell was gonna happen.

“Y-Yea. Um, do you need something?” Y/N said in a nervous tone, not sure what to say or do. “Yea, Come tonight to my party.” Zeke said bluntly, and you were about to question him why when Hanji suddenly held both of your shoulders and yelled out. “Yes Yes! We are all coming!”

“Great! See you all tonight, and you too...Y/N.” Zeke said in a flirty tone while he kept his eyes on you, then walked off. You just stood there, all surprised and taken aback at how quickly things escalated. “Hanji...Seriously?” You let out a sigh and decided to walk out of the café, while Mikasa, Hanji, Connie and Sasha tagged you along. All talking about what to wear and when they are going.

As you were walking with them, you got a text message. When you saw who it was, you made a big smile.

Levi: Hey, Where are you now?

Y/N: With the others, still at campus though. Something up?

Levi: No. Also, was wondering what are your plans for tonight.

You stopped walking, and stood still, and you felt your cheeks go hot. You really liked it when Levi asked you out for hang outs.

Y/N: Well, Hanji and the others are begging me to go to Zeke’s party. So going there tonight. 

Levi:....Okay, I am coming too. Don’t go in without me.

“Oh, Levi is coming too.” You said aloud to yourself but Hanji heard it and was so shocked. “Levi? You mean Levi ACKERMAN? That guy never ever goes out with any of us, especially to parties.” 

After hearing what Hanji said, you wondered and thought, maybe just maybe....he might like you? But you later shook the thought off away from your mind.

You decided in the end to go and just meet your friends and Levi in front of Zeke’s place. You started to get ready once you got back to your place as the evening was approaching wore your favourite outfit, and just get the night over with. Hopefully nothing crazy happens right? I mean you had Levi and your other friends. So surely, it will be okay.

The night approached, and you were outside Zeke’s place, his house was huge as expected from a popular university student. You suddenly felt a hand on your shoulder and you turned to see the person you loved most, Levi.

“O-Oh, Hey!!” You quickly said, quite taken aback with his sudden appearance. “Was trying to call you out but guess you didn’t hear me.” He said with a teasing tone and went to hug you gently. He noticed what you wore, and to him anything you wore always looked beautiful and pretty to his eyes, he just wanted to say it and say how great you looked but he knew he could not do that. “You good? Where is four eyes and the others.” He said trying to ignore his thought while he had a slight faint blush which you didn’t notice.

“Soon, they are coming. Lets go in though, I think Miche and some others went ahead too.” You said looking around and as you started to head in, Levi held you hand and said calmly but had a nervous tone in him. “Wait um, I don't want us to separate so c-can I hold your hand?” Levi said but then quickly looked away, cursing himself for stuttering like an idiot in front of the the girl he loves.

You felt your face burning up and you held out your hand to him, and nodded, to which he gently held your hand and you both entered inside Zeke’s place. Wondering what the other side awaits.

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It was crowded, too crowded. You felt nervous but with Levi’s soft touch holding your hand tightly, you felt relieved and safe, he was there holding you tightly, making sure no one weird was behind you and he would let you walk in front of him as he put his hand on your shoulder. Levi was honestly keep his eye out for you, it was his instinct to protect you and always making sure you are comfortable and safe. Afterall, you did mean a lot to him.

“Hey! Y/N came and Woah....Levi!” Miche yelled out waving at the both of you while Nanaba was by his side smirking at you two. You quickly let go of Levi’s hand and went away from him, Levi glanced at you on his side, a bit hurt how you let your hand go, how he didn't get to feel your touch anymore.

“Tch....What is it.” Levi said in his usual annoyed tone and gave them his stoic expression because of how they interrupted, and making Y/N letting go of him. “Zeke was waiting for you guys, Come on.” Nanaba said while a grin and kept her hand around Y/N’s shoulder to guide her and Levi to where Zeke and the others are at. Apparently he gathered around certain people and you and your other friends where among them!

You saw all your friends, Jean, Mikasa, Armin, Eren, Sasha, Connie and Hanji and many others you recognize! You spotted Zeke talking to Pieck Finger, another popular girl in your university and once you both had eye contact together, he got up and waved at you. “Hey you came!” Zeke said with a happy tone and approached you, he then noticed Levi who was clearly glaring at him. “Oh. Levi.” Zeke said bluntly and looked away from him, completely ignoring Levi and gave Y/N a smirk. “Let’s begin the fun, sweetheart?” You were taken aback when he called you that, Wait..did he actually call me that?

This fucking bastard. Levi thought as he was trying to control himself not to twist the guy’s hand when he placed his hand on your shoulder.

“Okay everyone listen up! Since the first semester finished, and to celebrate. To have a little fun, I decided let’s all play Drink or Dare!” Everyone now got hyped up and gathered around, sitting in the coaches and were all excited. You had a weird gut feeling about this as you sat next to Jean while Levi followed you and leaned aganist the coach side with his arms crossed, completely not interested in what the hell Zeke is doing, but he was just here for you.

“But...If no one does the Dare I tell them, you have to drink something I made instead and nothing else.” He pointed at the big bottle that was on the table, it had a label saying Zeke’s Spinal Fluid which you found really odd for a drink to be called like that. Afterall, he was the kind of guy who would do these random things. You figured it might have been just a weird mixture of juices all together. You asked Armin to which he said that he was not even sure himself what was in the drink and would prefer to do the dares instead!

It went by turns and everyone seemed to have been doing the dares they were told to do, such as Jean getting a dare from Eren to call a random number and try to flirt with the person whoever picks up (and how he terribly failed on that, making everyone laugh like crazy). Overall, the night was going great and everyone seemed to having fun, including yourself! Although, you did not notice though that Levi, this whole time couldn’t take his eyes off you and Zeke noticed that instead. This was now Zeke’s time to ‘shine’.

“Okay. I got a dare for you. Y/N.” Zeke said with a smirk, looking directly at your eyes with his arms crossed, which made you jolt a bit, and this got everyone’s attention. Everyone was now curious what kind of dare Zeke would give you.

“Hm...” He stood there thinking and pushing his glasses a bit up, Levi started to slowly get irritated and was ready to beat this guy up anytime. He hated how he caught Zeke seductively looking at you and would sometimes add in flirty comments to you during the game, he found him extremely annoying and hated him even more.

“I dare you to kiss me.” He said bluntly with a grin, this made everyone yell out with a surprise, especially Hanji. “Oh my god! How lucky of her, Zeke is a great kisser Y/N!” Pieck said with a giggle, as soon as Zeke was gonna approach you, Levi got up and stood in front of him.

“Fuck that. I’m not gonna allow it.” Levi said with such a enraged and threatening tone while he glared at Zeke. Levi’s eyebrows frowned and his jawline was now tensed up, he was now ready to fucking kill the guy. How could he even make such a dare to Y/N? Levi clearly knew that he was trying to get on his nerves ever since he met him. 

“I mean....I asked Y/N. And if not, she needs to drink. I mean it is part of the game!” Zeke said playfully while looking at you. Y/N now felt worried, she definitely did not want her first kiss to be with Zeke! and also she definitely did not want to drink Zeke’s drink as she felt very uncomfortable about it. But, she mostly felt worried for Levi, worried if he would actually beat up the popular guy and getting in trouble of it because of her!

Y/N quickly got up and held on Levi’s arm which made him slowly control his anger a bit with Zeke. But what happened next shocked you.

Levi went to the table, picked up  Zeke’s Spinal Fluid drink and poured the whole drink on the floor. “No. Fuck you and your game anyways shit face.” Levi said in a pissed tone, his jaw still clenched and he gave Zeke such an intense eye contact which actually scared him a bit and took a step back, away from Levi. Everyone now was all shocked by what Levi did, they never saw him go this mad or angry, and the fact that it was because of this dare to Y/N was even more shocking. Most of the reason is also because Levi would never tolerate anyone who would make you feel uncomfortable or put you in a situation you didn’t like.

Levi then, just grabbed your hand and took you out of the room, and out of his place, you just held his hand tightly, looked at his back, his undercut and your eyes would widen. Feeling all the butterflies now in your stomach slowly growing, and having also getting your fuzzy feeling. You loved how Levi just did that all, for you.

You haven’t even realized, after walking out for such a long time with Levi, still holding his hand and looking at him from behind. You felt shy and even nervous to say anything, Y/N then looked around and realized they ended up in small garden park and Levi gestured you towards a bench to sit that was near the both of you.

“Hey. You okay?” Levi said, looking down at you with both of his hands in his pockets, focusing on your eyes and facial expressions for any sign of you feeling scared or uncomfortable. But found none, and instead you were calm and happy.

“Yup. Thanks Levi.” You said shyly and looked away. It was now quiet between the both of you. Levi wondered and thought to himself, why did he react like that earlier. He could have just easily walked you out with him and not say anything or even not pour the whole drink away, ruining the game and the mood. But, he didn’t care. Levi did then admit to himself that he actually felt a bit jealous when he saw how other guys tried to approach you, how they talked to you, and how you smiled at them when he barely gets to see that from you sometimes (and it was just because you were shy when it comes to your crush, Levi).

And Zeke, made it all worse and terrible for him. He hated how he just had the audacity to just flirt with you and touch you, Levi swore the next time he sees him, he will make sure to twist his arm.

He looked back at you, and then mumbled something, which got Y/N’s attention. “Hm? I didn’t quite hear that. What did you say?” You said in a curious tone and looked up at Levi, who was shyly looking away from you, and he started to slowly go red.

“I said....” Levi then mumbled it again the last few words. ‘What?!’ You thought to yourself, all confused and Levi then sigh and looked at you. Finally saying what was in his mind tonight to you. He didn’t care anymore, just being at the party tonight and all made him realize that he had to let you know how he really felt.

“Tch...I said that...I can kiss you better than that shit face.” You stood there, feeling as if your whole face burned up, and you jolted up from your seat. Not believing what he actually said. Levi then looked at you, and you could see his cheeks go red, feeling all embarrassed and flustered while scratching the back of his head. Oh my god. Was your words on repeat in your head this whole time.

Now, Levi had an internal monologue on whether what he was gonna do and say was the right or wrong thing. But it was now or never to tell Y/N whom he knew for quite a while that he was in love with her. He couldn't handle this foreign feeling he kept feeling all the time with you and every time he tried to avoid it, it kept growing. 

He then mastered all his courage and took your hand and slightly pulled it while caressing it. “I hope that it’s true...”

“What it?” You said quietly but still having your shocked expression.

“If you are feeling what I am feeling now....Please let me know that it’s real.” Now, he sounded real soft, and he was begging you to finally give him a chance, to let him know and not to ignore this feeling you both shared, it was hard for him to even explain it and say it in words to you and he hoped you got his message. “Just hear me out tonight.” Even thought he was feeling a bit overwhelmed at how you might still not accept him and this. You were shocked, and surprised because this whole time you thought Levi wouldn’t want someone like you. He wouldn’t confess unless he knew for sure you reciprocated this feeling he had, but he wanted to hear it from you.

You nodded slightly and finally looked at him, at his eyes which was now glisten and realizing his love for you is real, while his pupil size increases, looking at you.

“Y/N, I’m falling for you. And, I can’t get you out of my mind.” He now took your other hand, and pulled you a bit slower, still looking at your eyes. “I am feeling love for the first time when it comes with you...I can also tell by the look in your eyes that...you do too.” He said gently and brought his hand to softly touch your side cheek, you felt his cold fingers warming up your cheek that you still felt burning up.

“So....Please let me love you. And give me a chance?” You finally felt your heart warm up but also melt at the same time, the fuzzy feeling kept on growing and your eyes now soften, to your eyes now tearing up, letting out your emotions. You felt happy and loved. And you thought, at long last love has arrived for Y/N, one which you craved a lot, especially from Levi. You decided to open your heart up for him and it was the best decision you ever made. Levi understood your actions and gave you a big smile, not even words can describe how he was feeling too, and he then, slowly went closer and closer to your face, to your lips, and finally. Levi kissed you. A sweet kiss under the beautiful moonlight, one you won't ever forget. Is this how love feels? How a kiss feels? Apparently it was Levi’s first kiss too and even though you both weren’t sure how to do it, you both didn’t mind, cause now you both are together, having each other, and with time Love would guide you both ♥

If only this happened sooner you wondered as you both kept on kissing and trying to kiss again and again to get the hang of it. He was happily and willing to listen if you just let him know how you were feeling from the start, but the same thing could be said to him too. And, he never found you childish, and instead he found you as his girl, which he can now say proudly.

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬: Apparently, it turned out that Zeke played out an act and everyone was part of it! It was mainly Hanji’s plan just to get Levi’s nerves and to make him or either you confess both of your feelings ASAP as everyone in your university campus was shipping you both so hard. But now, Zeke is scared shit of Levi and he would never do this again, never listening and following Hanji’s plan ever again.

wow I actually loved how this work turned out!♡ I really hope you like this anon and everyone else who read this I hope you enjoyed it too🥺 Please let me know by leaving a like, a reblog or a message!